Chapter 61: The Bastard Son of the Emperor of the Wasteland
Even in the same realm, the monks are divided into high and low.
Some kings and saints are because they have encountered a good time, and when they encounter the golden world, the sea of wheels can rush to the Dao Palace, and the Dao Palace can rush to the four poles...... Even the dragon can rush the king, and the king can become holy.....
But parallel goods are parallel goods, if a saint of the golden world meets a saint who appeared in the era of the dead world, then wait to be beaten and tortured and killed.
However, if it is not the saints of the two eras who meet, but the two saints of the same rank of the same era, how about it, to see who is more violent.
So don't look at the Nandou Ancient Star group of saints and great sages, in fact, most of them are parallel goods.
The real strong saint is Li Changsheng, the current Daozi of the Immortal Dao Sect, but could it be said that the entire Southern Dipper Ancient Star except for Li Changsheng is not there a strong person who can handle it?
Yes, of course there is, but all of them were defeated by the Gu-like cultivation path of covering the sky.
I Tianzun must push all the strong enemies of the same era to preach!
swept across the entire Ancient Star, so that they couldn't even catch up.
Therefore, the Southern Dipper Ancient Star has long been swept away by the Immortal Daozi, and the real Tianjiao has long since withered and died.
"There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go." Mo Luo put his palms together, extradited thousands of living beings to return to the only one, and his self-qi continued to rise, and his infinite life potential accumulated.
The distance between people is actually the spiritual gap between human beings.
The demons of the heart eat away at the hearts of humans.
I can't understand the people around me, and the people around me can't understand me.
Violence, crime, sexual impulses, deception are all despicable means by which human beings protect themselves.
The human spirit has been polluted too much, and the filth of human beings has reached the point of no return, and only by returning to the mother body and starting the history of mankind anew can the tragic outcome be avoided.
Cloudy days suppress people's hearts, and rain stimulates people's animal nature.
Humanity needs to awaken, it needs to return.
"Life is created by oneself, phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is incarnated, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change." Mo Luo said that the blood-colored Buddha light spread to all the lands of the Ancient Star of the Southern Dipper, and they were all transformed into the eight heavenly dragons, the heavenly arhats, the heavenly bodhisattvas and the statues of the Buddha.
The sea of blood surged and engulfed the entire ancient star, it was a bright red like burning blood, wriggling, shapeless, fleshless, not even a physical demonic thought.
Everywhere, everywhere.
We are one, one is us, and we are all one.
Praise the Supreme Buddha, praise the true self, praise life itself!
When a great sage shares his essence with ordinary people, it is like the warmest embrace of a mother, just like life is conceived from amniotic fluid, and life returns to the river.
Facing the surging sea of blood, a nameless saint roared in the sky, and the holy soldier in his hand erupted, unleashing an incomparable divine order force, crushing the heavens and the earth.
The endless killing qi slammed into the void of heaven and earth, covering the heavens and the earth, knocking the surging sea of blood out of a huge hole, but after the short wave faded, an even more violent wave struck.
A blood-colored Buddha relief is presented from the sea of blood, with the thumb and middle finger twisted, and the rest of the fingers are naturally relaxed.
"All love will be, impermanence is rare for a long time, life is more fearful, life is in danger of morning dew, from love to worry, from love to fear, if you are separated from the lover, worry-free and fearless."
The Falun was used to destroy the troubles and purify the body and mind, and the nameless saint was directly submerged by the blood-colored waves with a scream, and fell into the endless sea of suffering, disappearing without a trace.
With compassion on his face, Mo Luo pressed towards the Immortal Dao Gate step by step.
The entire great array creaked, the transparent barrier was dyed red by the sea of blood, and thousands of faces were singing and chanting, luring sentient beings back to their true selves, to the supreme true Buddha.
"Arrogance!"
The cold figure shook the surrounding void, and the old hair was like a heavenly rope chain, and the roots were like dragons, locking the surrounding time and space, making it difficult for the surging sea of blood to exist.
It was a quasi-venerable of the Immortal Dao Gate who broke through the divine source, and he raised his hands and feet, almost collapsing the heavens and the earth, as if the entire world could not contain him, and everything was going to be destroyed.
His hair has long been gray, and his skin has long been saggy, but the divine light from his eyes penetrates the void, still shining, allowing the world to imagine his divine martial arts that roamed the universe when he was young.
This is a quasi-deity whose strength is so powerful that people can't fathom it, in the past, it needed all beings to bow and worship, but now it really appears in reality!
"Young man, Nandou is the place where all spirits live and where Tianzun preaches, retreat, don't make mistakes." The old Zhun Zun's words were cold, turning into gusts of wind, and he was able to evaporate the endless sea of blood, standing alone in the endless sea of blood, with thousands of momentum.
The blood-colored Buddha transformed by Moluo covers his right knee with his right hand, his fingers touch the ground, and the Buddha's light shines, one hundred, one hundred, one thousand, thousands of ..... With one, thousands of Buddha illusions were born under the light of the Buddha's seal, and their own great power was blessed on it!
This is the Demon Seal!
"Young man, you are very courageous, but the gap between the Great Sage and the Quasi-Venerable is irreparable, and today the old man is going to strangle a Tianjiao with great pain." The old Zhun Zun shot, simply and directly, directly aimed at Mo Luo.
A simple punch, but it was like a pulsating fit between heaven and earth, tearing the heavenly dome, tens of thousands of black voids appeared, and the avenue of heaven and earth was also wiped out, with thousands of visions.
Destroying the ancient and decaying, even if he has fallen into the realm of old age, but the quasi-zun's ability is not something that a great sage can touch, just one blow, the blood-colored Buddha was defeated, and the huge golden body turned into thousands of blood rain and fell, making the heavens and the earth sad.
Is it so easy to end?
No!
The old Zhun Zun was cold, only to see the sea of blood rolling, the endless scarlet blood water set off thousands of pounds of terrifying waves, the white lotus of the sea of blood ignited a red flame, the blood waves rushed up like a towering mountain, thousands of living beings cried, the huge mental power of karmic circulation, in the red lotus karmic fire, a frenzied figure became clearer and clearer.
"All sentient beings have Buddha nature, and Buddha nature is impermanent, impermanent, not dependent on the body, not dependent on the mind. Therefore, the body can be destroyed, the mind can be broken, and the Buddha nature is incapable of being broken. ”
The body of the Buddha is bleeding, and the Buddha is also angry, and the Buddha is not respectful and unbelieving, and even slanders the Buddha and harms the Buddha.
One great sage, two great sages, three great sages, four great sages...... Dense and endless, the karmic fire red lotus burned the void, and hundreds, thousands of demon luo appeared at the same time, infinite incarnation, and the great array of blood sea surrounded the elderly quasi-emperor.
It's numb, it's really numb, looking at the dense Moluo in the sky, the many saints in the big array are stunned.
Can Daishoning still be mass-produced?
Yes, the Great Sage is indeed capable of mass production, and even the Great Emperor is capable of mass production.
Especially the Beast Milk Emperor, although the beast milk is stupid, and it is indeed difficult to open up the sea of bitterness to cultivate, but being a species does give everyone a strong potential to be able to cultivate.
And now, Mo Luo is rebelling against the origin, which means that Mo Luo can be traced all the way back to the existence of the Immortal Emperor or even higher.