Under the towering tree, there are only three gray-red fruits, and there are lines engraved on it, and the brilliance lingers.

The baby gave birth to a lotus step by step, stepping on auspicious clouds, he walked to the bottom of the tree, and the lotus under his feet gradually twisted and gradually became larger, like a lotus futon.

The baby sat on top of the lotus.

At the same time, another giant lotus bloomed beside the baby, but no one sat down.

Seeing this, Mochen didn't hesitate, knowing that this was the baby guiding himself and letting himself go.

He imitated the appearance of a baby, sitting on top of the giant lotus, and in an instant, three gray-red fruits fell and fell in front of Mo Chen.

At this time, the baby spoke, and his voice was clear, but he could crack the golden stone: "You are the thirty-sixth trialist, and the last one, these last three spirit fruits, you eat it, if you can attain enlightenment, you can go to the next trial." After saying that, the baby had no thoughts, no words, and only sat alone in the lotus, as if he had transcended the whole world.

When Mo Chen heard this, he looked at the three gray-red fruits after his forehead slightly, a little distracted.

After comprehending, you can go to the next trial, and similarly, although the baby did not say it, Mochen knew that if he could not comprehend, he would have no chance with the Illusory Sun Realm Treasure.

Mo Chen looked up at the empty branches, he didn't expect that there were already thirty-five trialists before him, and it seemed that they all failed.

And according to the baby, there are only the last three gray-red fruits in front of him.

Then, for Mo Chen, either there is no difference between the things contained in these three fruits, or each of these three fruits contains three parts of the trial, and if one of them cannot be understood, it will affect the entire trial.

The former means that Mo Chen has three chances, while the latter means that he only has one chance, and if he is not careful, he will miss out on the treasure of the Phantom Sun Realm.

So after Mochen figured it out, he didn't rush for a while, but learned to be like a baby, and began to close his eyes and breathe.

He's trying to get his form to the top.

The surrounding aura rushed in, converging in the sea of Mo Chen's eyebrows, where there was a small golden dragon, which was constantly swallowing clouds and spitting mist, absorbing all kinds of aura in the vortex in the body, and then turning into pure dragon qi, nourishing Mo Chen's whole body.

At the same time, Mochen is also visualizing the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, in order to achieve a state of calm waves.

After a while, Mo Chen's eyes slowly opened, there was nothing in his eyes, and his mind was extremely clear.

After growing a breath of turbidity, Mo Chen slowly picked up a spirit fruit.

The spirit fruit is not big, about the size of a fingernail, and the ink dust is swallowed into the stomach in one gulp, and there is no discomfort, and there is no feeling of spiritual energy surging.

In a trance, it was as if nothing had changed, only the baby around him slowly disappeared, indicating that the medicinal effect of the spirit fruit was working.

Then, what Mochen didn't expect was that sleepiness like a tide suddenly came to him, making him almost unable to open his eyes, and immediately wanted to fall asleep.

This was beyond Mo Chen's expectations, he had thought about the eruption of countless spirit fruits, or the spirit yuan erupting like a volcano, or the toxins swimming like dragons and snakes, but he never thought that it would set off this long-lost sleepiness.

Because after reaching his realm, as long as he doesn't squander Ling Yuan excessively, even if he doesn't sleep, there is no big problem.

When the body inhales the aura of heaven and earth, it will expel the filthy qi from the body, and constantly cleanse the internal organs to achieve a perfect state.

However, Mochen did not resist, he knew that the trial was about to begin, so he simply let go of his mind and fell asleep.

Mochen had a dream in which he came alone to a riverside forest and sat down under the tree.

This is one of the hundred and eight kinds of sitting posture in Buddhist practice, this kind of sitting is very inconvenient on weekdays, but if it is with the Buddhist exercises, it is the most stable and not easy to get tired, there are all kinds of mysterious effects of communicating heaven and earth, according to legend, it is the Buddha who burned the lamp.

This dream realm is so real, and in the middle of the ink dust, you can even feel the majestic spirit yuan roaring and surging in your body.

And when he dreamed of this, a series of memories poured into the sea of ink dust, and he found that he was already able to control this body.

It's just that this "he" is not him, and Mo Chen's divine consciousness has just descended into this body to achieve the purpose of controlling it in a short period of time.

Mo Chen reviewed all the memories that came to him, and found that they were all Buddhist methods, and then he got up and walked to the river, looking at the clear water in the river, his clear eyes and round face revealed some simplicity and kindness.

At this time, although the face was immature, only seven, eight or nine years old, he could vaguely distinguish that it was his own face, but he was wearing a hundred clothes, no hair on his head, and six grains of troubled sand, which really looked like a monk.

He touched his bald head, a little uncomfortable, but immediately, he punched out of thin air, just the force of the concussion, and the surrounding space also rippled with golden ripples, shaking away the surrounding rubble, discharging the rivers in all directions, forming a vacuum.

"There is no change in strength, just ......?" Mo Chen felt carefully, he punched a few punches again, and found that the majestic Lei Yuan in his body was actually replaced by Buddhist practice, and when the Xuan Gong was running, there was also a faint sound of Buddha emerging, which was incomparably sacred.

It's just that although this exercise is subtle and abnormal, it is slightly simple and obscure, and even in some places, there will be some stagnation, obviously this exercise has not been completely perfected, and it is still in the stage of preliminary design.

"The exercises have changed, and this is the practice of this body. Mo Chen muttered, and subconsciously grabbed it with his backhand, only to find that the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow was also missing.

He hurriedly looked at the Nahuan on his right hand, and sure enough, Nahuan didn't know where to go, presumably in this dream, he couldn't bring in the objects in this world.

After a few more searches, Mo Chen could only smile faintly and bitterly, he was really fresh in his sleeves now, and he didn't even have a weapon in hand.

Who knew that at this moment, the mutation was startled, and a delicate sound and a palm print came with a strong wind.

"Burn the lamp, you little bald donkey, come and try my new mastery!See if you can take three tricks!" A shadow swept into view, the girl was dressed in white, about eight or nine years old, with curved eyebrows, a pink little face, and two bells hung on her wrists, which jingled when they waved, and the ink dust was sideways.

"Candle Yin Great Sage!?" Mo Chen's heart was shocked, and when he flashed his palm print, even his footsteps were a little confused, wasn't what the Candle Yin Great Sage looked like in the demon spirit position karma map?

He didn't understand what was going on, but the next moment, the mouth of this body automatically spoke: "Ha, it's just right, then let you see the exercises I just studied, my Buddha is compassionate!"

The mouth moved by itself, but the control of the body was still Mo Chen, seeing that the giant claws shining with blazing golden light kept coming, Mo Chen could only keep dodging.

He subconsciously took a glimpse of the light, but immediately mixed his left foot with his right foot, fell to the ground, and in an instant, he was grabbed by the monstrous golden claw......