Mo He's speed in making this last step was fast, at least in the eyes of Wu Wu.

He watched quietly there, and could clearly see that some of the sentences that were being arranged were fixed and had been arranged.

"The truth of the Tao is as good as water, and the roots are as deep as ...... trees!"

Looking at this word, Wu Wu couldn't help but read it gently, and after his voice sounded, the whole person seemed to be completely attracted by it, the mana in his body began to run rapidly, and the breath on his body also fluctuated slightly.

As a disciple of Mo He, Mo He basically did not hide anything from him, and for Wu Wu, Mo He can almost be said to teach him hand in hand.

What Wuwu has learned, it can also be said that he has completely inherited the mantle of Mohe, and for the Taoist scriptures compiled by Mohe, Wuwu should be the most understandable, and this is indeed the case.

In addition, now is the time when this Taoist Sutra is about to be born, and it is the time when the truth in it is most clearly displayed, and Wuwu is so close to the Mohe River, so he was naturally immediately affected and firmly attracted by the content of the Taoist Sutra.

The truth contained in it, under the continuous confirmation of himself, made some doubts in his heart continue to unravel, so that some of the original unclear understandings became clear.

Wu Wu felt that in his mind, there seemed to be a series of spiritual lights flashing continuously, not only to solve some of his own problems, but even some small details that he did not find that were not problems were also discovered and solved one after another under these spiritual lights.

The mana in the body is running at a high speed, and the surrounding area is worry-free, and the aura of heaven and earth is swarming, and the original speed of absorption, I am afraid that the entire dojo will set off a layer of dust, but now everything is very calm, only in the boundless sea of clouds below the dojo, the clouds and mist gathered from the surroundings can barely show some.

At this time, Wu Wu didn't pay attention to the operation of the mana in his body at all, he just recited the contents of the Taoist scriptures that Mo He had already arranged, and his voice was gradually improving, from the beginning of the whispering recitation, to now, the sound has spread throughout the entire dojo, into the small space in the dojo, and also from the dojo.

The two little guys who were busy in the small space of the dojo couldn't help but put down the things at hand when they heard the sound of worry-free reciting the Taoist scriptures, poked their heads out of the small space, and looked at Wuwu and Mohe at this time.

The words that are constantly arranged, at this time there are already a lot of rows and columns, all of which have been arranged, and the rest of the content is also being arranged, a small part of the content was directly eliminated by Mohe, and a part of the content was compressed, and the meaning expressed may be more obscure, but under the careful appreciation, more things should be realized.

The two little guys who had just poked their heads out of the small space were quickly attracted by the sound of worry-free reciting the Taoist scriptures, although they couldn't understand what Wussouci was reciting, but the sound of reciting the Taoist scriptures still made the two little ones feel intoxicated, and they couldn't help but want to explore the meaning.

The sound of worry-free spread farther and farther, surrounding the dojo of Mo River, and spreading farther away in the fairy cloud sky, and Mo He, who was constantly arranging the content of the Dao Sutra, gradually lit up with a layer of cyan blue light on his body, and the light was very dazzling, transmitted to the outside of the dojo, and gradually manifested a scene in the sky above the dojo.

The sound of worry-free suddenly stopped at this time, because he couldn't see the next content clearly, and what he could see in front of him turned into a boundless water.

In the middle of this boundless body of water, there is a tree that is not too tall, only about five meters high, and the Mo River is now sitting under this tree.

The appearance of such a picture pulled Wuwu out of that comprehension a little, but then, as such a picture appeared, a voice sounded in the dark, replacing the sound of Wuwu reciting the Taoist Sutra just now, and continued to start reciting, and pulled Wuyou into that mysterious comprehension.

At the same time, in the sky above the dojo of the Mo River, an almost identical image appeared, and the blue light manifested a boundless water, and there was a tree in it, and a young Taoist sat under the tree.

Such a picture, accompanied by that kind of sound, immediately spread farther away, causing the immortals in those dojos around the Mo River to discover something strange almost instantly.

Among them, the first to be discovered was, of course, Mohe's neighbor, Qu Nim, who had also cultivated to the Golden Immortal Realm.

Standing in his own dojo, Qu Nim recognized at a glance that the person sitting under the tree in the picture was his neighbor Mo He.

"Is this the way he is compiling his own Taoist scriptures?" Looking at the picture, Qu Nim said to himself, a little uncertain between the words.

As a powerhouse in the Golden Immortal Realm, Qu Nim can definitely be called well-informed, but after all, she is a body cultivator, and she has heard before that when others succeed in compiling the Taoist Sutra, it will cause some visions, but she has not seen it with her own eyes, and she is not sure whether what she is in front of her is or not.

Under Qu Minoru's gaze, the young Taoist sitting under the tree in the picture slowly stood up from under the tree, reached out to pluck a leaf from the tree, then rolled it up, scooped up some water from the boundless water next to it, and watered it under the tree beside him.

After a while, the young Taoist reached out and broke off a dead branch from the tree, threw it aside, and then scooped up some water with the leaves and watered it at the root.

This time, the tree beside him seemed to grow slightly upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, much taller than just now.

Immediately afterwards, Mo He sat down under the big tree again, regained his quietness, and then continued to scoop water, doing some other things in between.

The things he did are all ordinary now, but Mo He's movements in the picture give people a sense of naturalness, and every move reveals a natural charm.

was such an ordinary action, but all the immortals around Mo He who were present all looked at Mo He in the picture intently, and at the same time listened attentively to the sound in their ears.

Some of them, their cultivation is only in the True Immortal Realm, which is relatively low, and they don't know what is going on now.

But they only need to know that what is happening in front of them may be a chance for them, and that is enough.

In that picture, with Mo He's movements, the tree beside him is also constantly changing, at first it is growing taller, but when it grows to about ten meters, the tree no longer continues to grow upward, but some flowers bloom on the tree.

At the moment when the flowers bloom, it is obviously just an illusory picture, but the fragrance of the flowers seems to be real, so that anyone who can see this picture has a real feeling of smelling the refreshing fragrance of flowers, including Qu Nim in the Golden Immortal Realm.

And those immortals with lower cultivation, while smelling the fragrance of this flower, felt that their consciousness seemed to have become extraordinarily clear, and with the sound in their ears, some problems had accumulated in their hearts in the past, as if they had been solved at this time, and the speed of mana in their bodies had also accelerated.

There was a true immortal who was in a bottleneck, and he felt his bottleneck on the spot and began to loosen, but at this time, it made him feel entangled in his heart, and he didn't know whether to continue to look at the picture in front of him, so he immediately sat down cross-legged and cultivated, trying to see if he could break through.

When he was struggling in his heart, the flowers on the trees in the picture had already failed, and the refreshing fragrance of the flowers naturally disappeared.

After the flowers fell, immediately after that, some fruits hung on the tree, at first they were only small and inconspicuous, but soon the size of the fruits became larger, and the appearance of the fruits was obviously green plum fruits.

Mo He continued to do what he had just done, as if he was a diligent gardener, constantly toiling, just waiting for the final harvest.

And his hard work soon paid off, the green plum fruits ripened quickly, and the attractive fruity aroma was also transmitted from the illusory picture to the tip of everyone's nose, making many immortals a little articulate.

At this time, Mo He, who was in the picture, finally raised his arm and reached out to pick a green plum fruit from the fruit tree.

When Mo He held the green plum fruit in his hand, the illusory picture in front of him disappeared in an instant, leaving only golden words, which suddenly spread out in the entire sky.

The voice that has been ringing since just now, clearly reciting the contents, word by word, clearly reflected in the hearts of the people around them.

After about a quarter of an hour, the golden words slowly disappeared from the sky, and the voice that sounded in my ears also fell silent at this time.

In the dojo, at this time, he slowly came to his senses, compared to the immortals around him, he saw more pictures just now.

He saw that after Mo He picked the green plum fruit, the fruit of the tree fell, and one by one, the fruit turned into words, and all flew to Mo He's hand.

All the words gradually gathered into a volume in Mo He's hands, and the moment the book was completely condensed, a golden pillar of light rose from it, and it was scattered all the way to the top of the dojo, which was the words that had just been unfolded.

When all the light converged, Mo He stood in front of the carefree, with a smile on his face, looking down at a thin Taoist scripture in his hand.

Worry-free, I clearly saw that there were four words written on the cover of the Taoist Sutra - "Qingmei Taoist Sutra"!