Mo Chen frowned and looked at it, it was actually the former Full-Moon Daoist of the Honghuang Skin Meat Sect.

He didn't mean to stop at all, he jumped over the crowd, his face was disdainful, and he was proud: "Heaven and earth spiritual things, those who are capable can get it, you hairy boys should go back to cultivate as soon as possible, so as not to lose the face of your sect here." ”

As he spoke, he had already walked to the golden brick cloud steps, looked up at the clouds, and snorted disdainfully again, and the full moon Dao man actually stepped directly on the cloud steps.

Frowning slightly, he actually froze his body and didn't move.

The low-level monk next to the cloud stairs completely exploded.

"It's over, even the advanced seniors of the Full Moon Dao can't resist the invasion of the Cloud Ladder, how can we go up. ”

"Lure us with a Bodhi gourd, and then kill us here, this is the spirit of heaven and earth, this is clearly the most ferocious and evil evil thing of heaven and earth!"

"Heaven and Earth Evil Thing! Heaven and Earth Evil Thing! The tragedy of Dongsheng Shenzhou is going to be repeated in our Outer Sea Wasteland! Everyone flee quickly!"

Several monks shouted loudly, and ran away in a panic.

Mo Chen was speechless, his eyes rolled wildly, on the top of the stairs, those monks who fixed their bodies, at a glance, knew that their consciousness had fallen into a certain realm, if they could survive, they would be fine, but if they couldn't survive, then there would be a situation where they had previously drawn their swords and killed themselves.

Besides, taking a step back, this level of influence on consciousness only occurs among those monks who step on the cloud steps, which is obviously a layer of test for the monks by spiritual creatures.

With such a state of mind, I don't know how those monks passed the sect's assessment.

Mo Chen turned his head to look at everyone, and said lightly, "Do you want to go back?"

Several people looked at each other and smiled, and the result was self-evident, since they were not people who were greedy for life and afraid of death, nor were they people with chaotic thinking, how could they be influenced by those monks who were as timid as mice.

But at that moment, another exclamation was heard: "Move, move!" Everyone looked in the direction the man pointed.

It turned out to be the figure of the Yuanyue Daoist who trembled slightly, and after a few breaths, he took a long breath, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he laughed wildly: "Haha, it seems that this time the spiritual object has completely lost its relationship with the Dust Refining Pavilion!"

While talking and laughing, he stepped forward again and stepped directly on the second staircase!

The first person to step on the second ladder, the full moon Dao people! The three righteous sects, the Honghuang Skin Meat Sect, really have a way.

And the moment the Yuanyue Dao person stepped on the second staircase, his body shape was fixed again, and he obviously entered some kind of mysterious and mysterious realm.

This scene seemed to stir everyone's tense nerves, and more and more monks began to step on the cloud steps.

In the end, the matter of cultivation is to compete with the sky, fight with the sky, and fight with the sky.

If you want to live forever, that is to fight with fate, and if you want to look down on all enemies, that is to fight with others.

To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than the word "fighting", who is not fighting? Anyone who wants to break through the shackles and pursue the way of heaven has a heart of "fighting" in his heart.

Therefore, most of the monks reported a mentality: since the full moon Dao people can step on the second order, then they will definitely be able to do it themselves.

The same is true for the Mo Chen, they took one step at a time, without the slightest hesitation, and stepped directly on this mysterious and holy golden cloud brick.

As soon as his feet stepped on the cloud steps, in a trance, Mo Chen only felt that the surrounding environment was shocking, and the surrounding Buddha clouds came all over the sky, slowly fading into a scene of heart-wrenching past, countless past events, actually circulating layer by layer in front of him, there is a kind of clarity that people can't refuse and can't forget.

Countless scenes of trivial life in the past are like overwhelming pictures of mountains and rivers, flashing in front of your eyes and waking up from your mind.

"As far as you're a 'second generation of sinners', you still want to live a good life?"

"Chen'er, we are sinners, and we are not qualified to wear new clothes or go to the academy...... In fact...... It's good to live a dull life like this. ”

"Give you five more breaths, and if you don't hand him over, I'll cut off his head." ”

"My name is Emperor Wind Chime, and my father asked me to tell you the details about the trial......

"Da! Second brother, don't panic, I'll help you!"

Mo Chen stood in place, how could this picture scroll condensed by Buddha clouds be so clear, even the sky at that time, the approximate temperature, the tone of speech, and each other's attitudes.

Unable to move, Mochen could only follow the scroll again, and experienced all kinds of past events that he didn't want to recall again, as if he had torn apart the wound that had healed again, and it hurt his heart.

But gradually, Mochen went from anger to sadness, and then to more and more relief.

He didn't laugh at himself, he just felt a little sadness and another shallow contentment.

As he looked at it thoroughly, the Buddha cloud painting scrolls around him finally collapsed, and the surrounding scenery was washed away, but the people around him had changed.

The two girls were pure-minded and had already walked away hand in hand, while Xuanyuan Wenying and Yan Hao were indeed still stuck in the past.

Mo Chen shook his head, one is responsible for the revival of the sect, and the other is the hatred of the death of both parents, their obsession is too strong, whether they can see through the past can only depend on whether their will is as tough as iron.

Thinking of this, Mochen was like this, step by step, and slowly walked towards the magnificent ancient temple with the sound of Buddha in the air.

Step by step, every step of the ink dust, it is like walking through the world again, the past is repeated, and it gradually becomes a demon test.

One hundred and eight, the sacred number of Buddhism, symbolizes that each of the six roots has six kinds of afflictions, and then multiplied by the number of the three worlds of "before, present, and future", so it is called "one hundred and eight afflictions." ”

This one hundred and eight steps of the brick cloud step represents this meaning, and every time you walk a step, the past will come to mind and pass in front of you.

Mo Chen walked like this, the originally holy Zen sound in his ears turned a little bitter, and the gentle breeze was even more like the heavens and the earth were whimpering.

At this moment, even though everyone's hearts were as strong as iron, they couldn't help but ripple in their hearts.

Looking back on life, there is always endless sadness beside the laughter, and the pain hidden in the heart slowly emerges in the heart.

In the world, between suffering, birth, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows, many hardships in life, many sufferings in life, and sad and desolate emotions spread to the hearts of all people. Who has not been sad about the past? Who has not wept?

Just because the wound doesn't hurt doesn't mean it's not deep, it's just forgotten.

In this way, with each step, Mo Chen's state of mind became more condensed, and only then did he understand the words of the Full Moon Daoist: "The disciple of the Dust Refining Pavilion seems to have no relationship with spiritual things. ”

Not for anything else, just because of the cultivation rules of the Dust Refining Pavilion.

The red dust refines the heart into the red dust, and the dust does not refine how to be a man.

This was originally a measure to improve the mood of the disciples, but now it has become the biggest stumbling block in front of the spiritual objects of heaven and earth, and the endless fetters in the earthly world have made the disciples of the Dust Refining Pavilion trapped in it.