Chapter 307

Due to the deliberate cover-up of the Ye family, there are not many records that can be found today, but no matter which record it is, it directly points to the fact that this thing is related to various creation legends and is recognized as a mythical thing of the world tree level.

The Aoki Ye family can have a relationship with this thing, and the value of the boat is rising, and Meng Yan thought that he could successfully replant this divine object, reproduce it for eternity, and implant it into the inner world, and combine it with his own spirit, he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and felt that in this way, he had the capital to suppress the entire Aoki Ye family, because from the moment the divine wood recovered, he did feel an inexplicable force breeding in his body.

This power, although it is only newborn, already has a vast image, which is better than the inexhaustible ability when it is activated, if it were not for the fact that his body has been repeatedly strengthened and strengthened, the tenacity is still greater than that of the Holy King, and this power is not murderous, I am afraid that the impact will shatter the flesh.

'What a strong energy...... If I continue to evolve like this, I should have a direct impact on the Divine Soul, and maybe it will be an opportunity to make up for what I am most lacking. ’

As soon as his mind moved, Meng Yan was ready to bear the impact, but when Yu Tu Shenmu sucked up the nectar water of the lake, it was unsustainable, the whole growth came to a halt, and the vast energy was also interrupted, Meng Yan was anxious, "Why did you stop?

As soon as the words came out, Meng Yan gave birth to a hint of alarm, where this warning came from, he didn't know very well, but he did realize that something was wrong......

Then, Meng Yan faintly heard a voice, rumbling. It is as if the river has burst its banks, and countless rivers are rushing, but the entire inner world is under its own control, and there is no possibility of foreign invasion, where this water comes from, it is really puzzling.

The answer was soon revealed, after the lake was drained by the Sacred Tree, there were still some puddles left, and now it was these puddles that went wrong, and the residual water in them began to grow wildly. At a much double the rate of the previous one. Recreate the Great Lakes at once.

"Everymanga still has this change?

Meng Yan was just feeling happy, when he suddenly heard the voice of Wu Chou, "No, this batch of nectar has no medicinal fragrance." And...... It's so fast!"

The water of the lake. Growing with the momentum of the ocean. Soon it became boundless, and Meng Yan was not sure how big his inner world was and whether it could really accommodate this monstrous sea. Before I could worry, my whole head hurt violently.

"Pain! This water, something is wrong......"

Although Meng Yan was able to enter the inner world in the flesh, this world between the virtual and the real was rooted in his divine soul and was formed by the manifestation of the soul, and everything that happened in this world would naturally affect the divine soul, and he felt like his head had been doused with boiling water.

It was obviously not ordinary boiling water, because in Meng Yan's ears, he heard countless cries, curses, and resentful voices, which were somewhat similar to the sea of Shura blood that was transformed by the true blood of ten thousand evils, but it was different, because there were also sighs, ecstasy, and exclamations here, one after another, endlessly, as if millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of people, emotions flowed in.

Too strong mental fluctuations, impacting the divine soul, no matter how strong the body is, it is useless, Meng Yan was so painful that he burst into tears, and the only thought that came to his mind was that the thief was bald and insidious, and he had been tricked! This ghost thing is definitely not mutton fat nectar, otherwise how could it be even more terrifying than the true blood of ten thousand evils?

Under the severe pain, Meng Yan couldn't even hear the voice of the dancing clown clearly, except that he could feel that the dancing clown was doing his best to strengthen his brain waves, stabilizing the rudder under the impact of this wild wave-like spirit, and continued to say something, but he couldn't hear it clearly, faintly, and there seemed to be the words "bitter" and "sea".

Oliver!

When I consulted the classics before, I saw such a text, the world is greedy and obsessed, falling into the sea of suffering, unable to extricate themselves, this should be just a metaphorical description, how can it really exist in the world? However, this boundless ocean full of red dust, seven emotions and six desires, if it is said to be a sea of suffering, it is really appropriate......

"But whatever, what should I do here? I don't really have to blow up my head to stop this headache, right?"

Meng Yan vaguely saw and felt that something seemed to have changed on the side of Yu Di Shenmu, and the light lit up, as if he was resisting the invasion of the bitter sea, but these did not help him, his head was still in terrible pain, and he was about to be burned into an idiot by this high fever......

Suddenly, a ray of light crossed the sky, projected down, Meng Yan was illuminated by this light, most of the severe pain in his brain disappeared, his mind recovered, and he looked at it, only to see the statue of Guanyin with a thousand hands soaring into the sky, and the form became incomparably huge, like a star, among the three thousand Bodhisattva palm prints, there was a palm finger as a seal, and a thin light, like a spinning silk, shot out from the Bodhisattva's fingertips and penetrated his head.

That's ...... Yue Haozun's old ghost's quasi-emperor essence!'

Meng Yan suddenly recalled that when the Supreme Ring Seal absorbed Yue Haozun's vitality and spirit, there were some extremely pure energies that were not impurities, and the Ring Seal was rarely unable to digest and radiated, and was collected by himself in Guanyin's palm.

The pure quasi-emperor spirit, illuminated by the Buddha's light, is like molten metal, cast on the wood, plating a layer of protection for the young man's fragile spirit, although it is a little nondescript, far from being a blend of water and milk, but it has made him feel a lot better, sobered up, and the structure of the entire inner world has been greatly strengthened.

Along with this Buddha light, there was also some knowledge that made Meng Yan understand the mystery of the sea of suffering.

"I see...... The people of the world are greedy, hateful, and obsessed, and have boundless power to turn into the boundless sea of suffering, and only great merit and great practice can lead to nirvana, and great liberation...... The Buddhas purify sentient beings with great power, turning the sea of suffering into mutton fat nectar, containing a vow of willingness, first sweet and then bitter, and with nectar, you must bear the karma of the sea of suffering...... What a karma! What a fucking karma!"

Meng Yan was indeed angry, not because he was annoyed that there was no lunch for nothing, but because he saw the true intentions of the four great Venerables.

Only the holy relics of the Buddhas can extradite the bitter sea for mutton fat nectar, and the holy statue of Guanyin in their hands is probably the highest grade of many holy relics, and the four great Dharma Zuns simply hand over the mutton fat nectar water, one is that this thing is bound to oath, once used, it will not grow old and immortal, and bear the holy duty of turning the sea of suffering forever, and no one over there will do it;

"The Buddhist thief is really calculating, I really fell into the pit I dug myself, and sure enough, the monk's advantage is not easy to take advantage of, but ...... To resolve the boundless sea of suffering, there is no need to use icons, this time I want you to look good!" (To be continued......)

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