The heavens and the earth changed, the world rotated, and the cracks on the heavenly dome completely collapsed, causing the golden light Buddha sea to pour down, just like a dragon waterfall, and the entire starry sky was filled in an instant.

In the roar of the waves crashing against the sky, Mo Chen's body shook, and after coming back to his senses, he opened his eyes and found himself standing in place, and Demon Yuan'er fell to the ground intact and unconscious.

The huge Bodhi tree in front of him stood up to the sky, and in the distance there were some birds, beasts, and human monks.

"The Bodhi tree, also known as the Enlightenment Tree, can make people enlightened. ”

Mo Chen looked at the ancient tree, and at this time, its leaves were withering, decaying, and becoming completely dry.

Listening to the words of the abbot of his Huazi Temple made him understand many things in this temple.

The Bodhi tree in front of him is about to wither, and the abbot of Haohua Realm is about to run out of oil, but even so, the divine consciousness world created by the abbot will not collapse because of this.

Because the establishment of the Divine Consciousness World was forged by the abbot relying on the mysterious power of the Bodhi Tree, but in fact, it was to maintain the grand spiritual element of the Divine Consciousness World, and in the final analysis, it was due to the treasure of the Illusory Yang Realm, so there were only two ways for Mochen to make his companions wake up.

The first is to let them explore the delusion by themselves, and the second is that Mochen obtains the treasure of the Illusory Sun Realm and cuts off the spiritual element supply of the Divine Consciousness World, and the Divine Consciousness World is naturally resolved.

At the same time, Mo Chen also knew that the reason why the abbot established the Divine Consciousness World was not to trap their group of outsiders, but to protect the many monks in the temple.

Mo Chen looked at the countless Buddha fires burning in the air in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which was also the soul fire of the abbot himself.

And in each fire of life there is an arhat, and an arhat represents a monk, which is their physical body.

As for their divine consciousness, they have entered the world of divine consciousness, one flower, one bodhi, one fire and one world, and each monk has his own world to experience the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes.

For tens of thousands of years, the abbot sat still, repeating only three things.

Temper his own flesh and blood meridians, scatter them in the heavens and the earth, turn them into a monstrous sea of blood, strengthen the entire temple of his transformation, burn his own life fire, so as to keep the flesh of all the monks incorruptible, and urge his divine consciousness to keep the world of divine consciousness undefeated.

In this way, when the mainland returns to heaven and earth, thousands of monks will also be reborn, but the abbot himself will be completely destroyed.

In exchange for the lives of thousands of monks, I will not go to hell, who will go to hell.

The abbot's cultivation is respectable, but his "sacrifice" is even more respectable.

Mo Chen watched the heart under his feet gradually dry up, and then he realized that the appearance of the abbot he had seen before, as well as the monstrous coercion, were all transformed by the abbot's heart.

Mo Chen's heart throbbed, it was just a heart, and it was really terrifying to have such power.

Because just the breath emitted by this heart can suppress his breathlessness, and he will take one step to breathe, if the abbot's real body comes, it is unimaginable.

"I hope you wake up soon. Mo Chen stood in place for a moment, looked back at Lie Yanliang, Mu Wufang and the others, and after making sure that they were all still trapped in the Divine Consciousness World, he prepared to set off for the bottom of Wanzhang Lake.

But before leaving, Mochen walked to Xiang'er's side.

At this time, she was still in the form of the main body, a sunflower.

Mo Chen didn't move anything, and directly engraved a few distorted words on Xiang'er's side without a trace: "Don't believe the villain, Jindan doesn't exist." ”

Carved here, there will be no more moments, he is not with this girl all the way, and the kind words and reminders are only for the experience in the world of divine consciousness that has touched him.

As for whether Xiang Er believes or not, it all depends on herself, after all, she has done her best to be benevolent and righteous, and there is no need to say more.

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Ink dust turned into a sword, all the way down the mountain, heavy snow closed the mountain, perhaps because the abbot was about to run out of oil and lamp dry, the snow gradually thinned, and the monstrous sea of blood outside the ancient temple was far thinner than before.

Without any hesitation, the ink dust rushed directly through the sea of blood, the sun was shining, the different trees were luxuriant, and the rich aura made the strange flowers and plants around them look vibrant, and the different trees were also fruitful, fragrant, and they were not ordinary at a glance.

But Mochen was unmoved, his goal was not to do so.

He rushed straight towards the lake and landed on the surface of the lake, carefully remembering the position of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon in the Divine Consciousness World before.

At first, he was worried that the other comatose monks would spread the news of the birth of the Illusory Sun Realm Treasure to the world after they woke up, but later, according to the abbot, the divine consciousness world experienced by each person was different and did not interfere with each other, but the decisions made by each person in each divine consciousness world were all in accordance with their own hearts.

And the reason why Mo Chen was able to attract the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon was because of the relationship between the demon spirit position karma diagram, and other monks could not see such a vision.

This also reassured Mochen a lot.

He searched for a long time, and finally found a place that matched his memory.

This lake is different from other plots, there is a slight white mist on the surface of the lake, and Mo Chen stretched out his hand in front of him and waved it gently, and when he looked at his palm, it was already covered with water droplets, obviously the water vapor here was very strong, almost condensed into water droplets in the air.

He continued to wander around the place, and found that the white mist covered a large area, covering a vast area, and at the bottom of the lake he could faintly see a forest of boulders, and there were also small stones piled up together, one after another.

These stones seem to be messy, but in fact they reveal a faint and mysterious atmosphere, coupled with the white mist around them, there is an unusual smell.

Mo Chen carefully felt the aura in this white mist, and found that this white mist was also extraordinary, if he could stay in this white mist environment all the year round and live in such a place, it would be needless to say that he would prolong his life and live in a healthy place, and for cultivators, it would greatly promote the tempering of his physique and strengthen the flow of blood and qi.

Regardless of this, the ink dust rushed directly into the water, towards the center of the bottom of the lake.

Although the aura is overflowing here, I don't know if it is because it has been swimming in the void for too long, there are no living creatures in the lake, not even ordinary aquatic plants and corals.

Flying quickly, Ink Dust walked with a sword in the lake, the sword wrapped around his body, splitting the lake in front of him, and his speed in the water was no slower than in the air.

In a moment, I came to a place where the boulders were standing, and I only heard the roar in front of me, as if the sea was turbulent.

"Boom! boom!"

The sound of shaking the eardrums also fluctuated with the surrounding lake, forming a huge whirlpool that almost swallowed the entire space.

"Is this the eye of the lake?" Mo Chen stared at the front in surprise, this vortex was like a pair of grinding discs, non-stop, absorbing and grinding the surrounding lake water at an astonishing speed, and at the same time spitting out the pure water element, turning into a thick white mist on the surface of the lake.