"The truth that prosperity must decline, and things must be reversed is known to the world, but when this relic is revealed, the purple qi comes from the east, and it is extremely auspicious, which is also too dazzling. ”

Shu'er's words made Mo Chen gradually fall into deep thought.

Looking out of the window from afar, the ruins are still blooming, and the aura is agitating layer by layer, which is a sign that the ruins have not yet fully appeared, but everyone understands the truth that things must be reversed, but how many people can endure the temptation of this ancient inheritance and not go there?

Mochen thought for a long time, and Shu'er also stood for a long time, she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Mochen's contemplation.

After a while, Mo Chen already had some connections in his heart, and he raised his head and said, "I see, I don't have any other problems now, Shu'er, you can retreat first, if I need anything, I will call you." ”

Shu'er nodded, biting her red lips, and couldn't help but be disappointed, not because she didn't get more benefits, but because the monks who could live here were often restrained, but they would inadvertently reveal a trace of loneliness and arrogance, which had long been imprinted in their souls.

Only Mochen showed his approachable and gentle temperament, which made Shu'er seem to be very charming.

Although she is a bit of a cultivator, the tedium of cultivation makes her feel untouched, and she naturally can't help but want to stay with Mochen for a while.

Shu'er didn't have any idea of being able to climb the high branches, but she inevitably had some small expectations and could have some intimate contact with Mochen.

This little bit of thought is very hidden, and Mo Chen, the young man's thoughts, is even more imperceptible.

Seeing that Mochen had no other words, Shu'er could only retreat slowly no matter how helpless she was, and she didn't forget to pack up the teacups and teapots by the way before leaving, and take them to the flowing water pool in the front pavilion to wash them for later use.

Mo Chen's divine sense bloomed, and he scanned the entire pavilion and found that there was no prohibition at all.

At first, he was a little puzzled, but then he thought it through.

Naturally, because those who can live here are not idle people, if this Dragon Pavilion Lord takes the initiative to set up any protection, he will look down on them.

Mo Chen didn't have the mind to visit the other six masters who lived in the Purple Light Pavilion, the time was pressing, the path of cultivation, fighting with the sky, he had to keep moving forward step by step.

He strode towards the top floor of the Middle Palace Pavilion, the place of cultivation.

There was nothing else in front of him, nothing more than a spirit grass futon placed in the center, and the surrounding spirit gathering array was slowly running.

It's like the best place for a monk's retreat, dry and clean.

Mo Chen slowly took out the four soldier beans, poured them with spirit yuan, and sprinkled the beans into soldiers, and within a moment, they became four Yellow Turban Dao soldiers holding giant halberds.

Although this Dragon Pavilion is extremely safe, and the surrounding walls also have the effect of blocking divine consciousness, it is always right to be careful.

Mo Chen felt it carefully, the spiritual pressure on the body of this Yellow Turban Dao soldier was indeed comparable to that of a monk in the Spiritual Light Realm.

Dispatch Taoist soldiers to surround the four corners of the top floor. After everything was arranged, the ink dust was once again immersed in the ring, and seven red dates and three two-color flowers were taken out.

The demon spirit karma flickered wildly, hungry and thirsty, like a man who hadn't eaten in days, thirsting for everything he could eat.

Seeing this, Mochen did not hesitate, sitting cross-legged on the futon, feeling the pure aura fed back, and concentrating and meditating.

Within a moment, the whole person felt empty and clear, and experienced a special Tao rhyme.

This is the first and most important step in cultivation, if you have distracting thoughts, although it will not affect your cultivation at this stage, it will inevitably give birth to evil demons over time, hindering the path of immortality.

Mo Chen let out a sigh of relief, returned to a state of neither sadness nor joy again, stretched out his fingers to connect the dots, and ten rays of light wrapped in red dates and two-color flowers, and began to absorb them frantically.

I saw that the original tender dates dried up in an instant, the originally charming and bright two-color flowers also withered instantly, and countless pitch-black ink-like breaths rushed straight to the whole body of ink dust like a long river!

In an instant, he felt that his bones were numb, and a mysterious and mysterious vitality was diffused, spreading to his limbs and hundreds of remains, and he actually felt a sense of detachment.

Subsequently, his five internal organs were also resonating, very regular, like a thunderbolt knocking, refining the internal organs, and there was a layer of crystal energy.

Mo Chen was surprised, the effect of this body quenching must be the medicinal effect of these two spiritual objects, but he didn't expect it to be so pure, even his body, which had been tempered to the extreme by the Sun and Moon Enlightenment Spirit Sacred Law, also felt a different change.

A few magazines appeared on his body, somewhat like sweat, but thicker than sweat.

What he could feel was that these were squeezed out of his flesh and blood by the majestic spiritual power.

At the same time, his body became lighter, like a horse, running wantonly in the heavens and the earth.

But when everything finally came to an end, it didn't take long for the red dates and two-color flowers to crumble.

Seeing this, Mo Chen was even more surprised, he knew that this was a spiritual object, and the real big head was still behind.

Sure enough, there were ten colorful brilliance bursting out of the powder, like silk and jade silk, spinning, penetrating into the center of the ink dust eyebrows, and penetrating into the place of the karmic map above the sea of knowledge.

This is what the Demon Spirit Position Karma Diagram really needs, the purest world power.

In these ten colorful rays, Mochen saw the four phantoms of earth, water, fire, and wind, which are the four elements that make up the world.

In ancient times, the Moon Saint built the Nine Wheels Realm, which gathered among the demon clans to master the power of the four elements and create the realm together.

Mo Chen looked inward and looked into the sea of knowledge, only to feel that with the infusion of the power of the world, the position karma map was slowly unfolding.

Above it, mountains are stacked on top of each other, centered on a snow-white plain, and the mountains spread in all directions.

It's a pity that among the eight directions, the northeast, south, west, and northwest have all been burned, and only a faint ember is still burning.

But at this time, Mo Chen clearly felt that a powerful pulse of life, in this place, condensed with vigorous vitality, as if it was slowly repairing, as if it was being reconstructed.

Suddenly, the element of life erupted and turned into a silver light, and the entire sea of consciousness was like a scorching sun blooming.

I felt the stinging pain in my eyes, this was in my own sea of consciousness, it was impossible, but it really happened.

Mo Chen was forced to raise his hand to block it, and the next moment, his consciousness was no longer in place.

The strong light dissipates, the sky is clear and cloudy, surrounded by light blue fog, the sea of snow-white reeds and flowers under the feet, and the blood-lettered stone tablet stands in front.

After a long time, Mochen finally stepped into the position of the karma map again.

"You're here?"

A flattering voice sounded, and Mo Chen raised his eyebrows: "Mo Chen, I have seen the predecessors of Phantom Ying." ”

"Why be polite. Phantom Ying smiled faintly, but no longer answered, only watched quietly.

She has no problem, but Mochen has a lot of questions.

Unexpectedly, he just wanted to speak, but his eyes suddenly froze!

I saw a small sword suspended in the hand of the girl in the black dress next to the blood word stele!

Although the small sword is small, it is amazingly imposing, and the hilt of the sword emits thrusts like flames, fierce and arrogant.

Both sides of the sword body are covered with gorgeous blood marks, and red and silver gradually emerge, outlining a picture of evil hell.

This is not the "Nine Abyss Burning Plain" obtained by the cold smoke, and what is it?