Above a barren star, in the mysterious space contained in a stubborn stone.

The majestic Mount Kinabalu is towering, and just standing there has a unique charm.

And on the top of the sacred mountain, it was like a nine-day waterfall falling, and the ten thousand immortal essences were submerged into an immortal pond.

The sky is full of sunshine, and the mist is steaming, reflecting the entire Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Zhou Luo and others stood on the side of the immortal pond, and they could feel the beauty of Zhong Tiandi.

Sendai was clear and clean, and Zhou Luo went straight to the bottom of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

I saw that the silky nets that were crystal clear and like blood vessels emerged, wrapping the pestle of merit and treasure, and wisps of immortal essence flowed and submerged into it.

When it is really like a complete placenta, the fairy treasure is conceived in it.

In addition, Zhou Luo could also clearly see that the nine huge golden lotuses were also rooted in the immortal placenta, and they could be regarded as being born with the treasure pestle.

This couldn't help but remind Zhou Luo of Kunlun, which was also the origin of the universe.

Although he has not been there in person, it can also be seen from the original book that the scene in the Chengxian Pond is similar to this place.

If it weren't for the fact that the immortal placenta was smashed by a ruthless person in the later life, and she took action to cut off the spirituality of the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain, Kunlun should be as strange as this place.

Thinking of this, Zhou Luo thought about it and wanted to take out the treasure pestle.

"Whoa!"

I saw that the immortal liquid in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool was surging, and it suddenly made waves.

In the end, a brilliant golden light flew out and fell into Zhou Luo's palm, re-manifesting into a majestic treasure pestle.

Opening the Divine Dao Heavenly Eye, it was like a substantial divine thought pouring out, and Zhou Luo carefully observed and sensed it.

The whole body of the pestle is a brilliant purple, and it is also covered with golden cloud patterns, faintly shining with the light of the Buddha.

The whole seems to be made of immortal gold, as if there is a strong person who has cut off the brilliance of the heavens and stars, and tempered it, gentle and vast.

All in all, even if you ignore the eternal immortal qi released by the merit treasure pestle, judging only from its appearance, it is a rare divine treasure in heaven and earth.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhou Luo injected a trace of divine energy into it.

"Boom!"

The merit treasure pestle suddenly burst into golden light, the boundless chaotic qi spread out, the avenue of heaven and earth was harmonious, pieces of light feathers fell, and the ground surged with golden lotus.

At the same time, there are also the phantoms of the ancient and modern holy Buddhas of the heavens and the clouds, and the sound of grand Buddhist scriptures resounding through the void.

Such a vision made the old monk Moro on the side dumbfounded.

Today's merit pestle, compared with his hands, the performance can be described as very different.

"This treasure is really extraordinary, I'm afraid it's not weaker than the Golden Bridge on the other side!"

The two Fuxi Nuwa, who were standing beside Zhou Luo, were also amazed.

The two of them have been in close contact with the Golden Bridge on the other side many times, and since they said this at this time, it should not be unforgiving.

"Buzz"

And behind Zhou Luo, the golden bridge on the other side, which had been unknown, buzzed to express dissatisfaction.

The brilliant golden light shines in all directions, as if it is competing with the merit treasure pestle.

Moreover, there was a faint fluctuation of divine thoughts coming out of the golden bridge, implying a threat.

Fuxi Nuwa immediately stopped talking.

Just kidding, if they provoke the dissatisfaction of Jinqiao on the other side, they won't have the opportunity to privately participate in the Dao Cutting Divine Pattern on Wuqiao's body.

Zhou Luo took all of this, only smiled slightly, and looked at the merit treasure pestle in his hand again.

This should be in line with the true strength of the immortal treasure nurtured by Mount Meru.

He judged for a moment that the merit treasure pestle at this time was enough to compete with ordinary imperial soldiers, and if it was controlled by an enlightened Supreme Ancient Buddha, the power could be even better.

"The Exotic Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons"

Moreover, the merit pestle is not yet fully conceived, and as long as it is placed in the Eight Treasures merit pool, it can continue to transform.

In the end, there will definitely be a lot of ordinary imperial soldiers.

Don't underestimate that this is just a piece of imperial soldiers.

In the original work, only the true extreme powerhouse can refine it.

Even at the beginning, the rumors of the Shaking Light Holy Land raised the sect to sacrifice for tens of thousands of years, and finally moved the dragon pattern black gold tripod cast by the heavens, and finally it was confirmed that there was the shadow of a ruthless emperor.

It is rumored that only Kunlun has given birth to a fairy bell, and because the age is so old, it is impossible to verify whether it is true.

From this point of view, the Eight Treasures Merit Pool of Mount Meru can give birth to imperial soldiers, which can be regarded as the creation of heaven and earth.

Zhou Luo held the treasure pestle in his hand, even if he waved it casually, he easily tore apart the void of the great universe, filled with the light of the Dao Buddha, and slashed out wisps of wisdom swords, making Sumeru tremble.

It is worthy of being a fairy treasure born and raised by heaven and earth!

Zhou Luo admired in his heart, and couldn't put down the treasure pestle in his hand.

If he hadn't been interested in Buddhism, he would have had the urge to escape into the void just a moment.

Could it be that he has been transformed by this treasure?

Such a thought flashed, and Zhou Luo immediately laughed at himself.

He is one of the Nine Heavenly Venerables, and he is also a Dao Fa Tianzun who is proficient in the way of the Yuan Shen, and who in the whole world can transform him, even if it is an immortal weapon!

Don't force it.

After all, he is only fated to be inseparable from this treasure, and it is okay to apply it a little, but he can't really communicate with it.

Thinking of this, Zhou Luo threw the merit treasure pestle back into the immortal pool.

"Wow"

The divine liquid splashed everywhere and turned into the purest source qi of heaven and earth, nourishing this place.

Seeing that the merit treasure pestle sank into the immortal pond again, Zhou Luo frowned slightly.

Although the Eight Treasures Merit Pool is already extremely extraordinary, if the heavens and the earth do not change much, I am afraid that it will really be able to turn the merit treasure pestle into an immortal weapon, but in the end, it is still impossible to do it.

Recalling his experience in this world, Zhou Luo had seen the True Phoenix Immortal Medicine that had to be nirvana, and his disciple Fu Feng also chose to cut off the immortal domain brand and rebuild this realm law.

It can be seen that the Dao of this realm inherently suppresses the laws of the Immortal Dao, and the surviving immortal weapons are probably already stabbed.

He became more and more curious about how Emperor Zun had refined the Source of All Things in only a few thousand years.

Among them, of course, there are the merits of the ninety-nine dragon mountains and the immortal deity arranging against the sky, but they must be inseparable from the strange creatures.

Zhou Luo shook his head and suppressed what he was thinking for the time being.

"Wow"

The whole body is bright, and the Bodhi Divine Tree is as green as the divine jade, and it takes root in the Sumeru Pure Land by the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, absorbing the divine liquid in the fairy pool.

It can be seen with the naked eye that countless branches are becoming more and more vigorous, and pieces of emerald green divine leaves are swaying, sprinkling pure wisdom.

Zhou Luo watched with the eyes of God, and saw that the leylines were circulating, and the Eight Treasures Merit Pool was actually connected to the bitter sea outside Mount Meru.

On the one hand, it is the divine pool that Zhongtiandi creates and breeds immortal treasures, and on the other hand, it reflects the bitter sea of the six desires, and can only sigh at the magic of the world.

After thinking about it, Zhou Luo made a move, used the Divine Jade Pure Bottle to absorb the most quintessential immortal liquid in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, and easily picked the three accompanying golden lotuses and incorporated them into the bottle.

On the other side, he reached into the leylines of Mount Meru and took about one-third of the most divine Pure Land.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the divine light of the entire Sumeru suddenly dimmed a lot.

On the side, the old monk Moro looked heartbroken, but he didn't dare to say anything to stop it.

At the end, Zhou Luo looked at the old monk with a smile and motioned to the Bodhi Divine Tree rooted in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool:

"I'll take this tree with me, but I'll let it go back to this place when it's all right."

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