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"Tom. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info you put away this jade card. Just follow the directions above. "Master. Where are you going to take us? "Root. Master's roots. Go ahead. You, Senior Brother Haoran and all the disciples and grandchildren, have already gone ahead of schedule. Someone inside will arrange it. The world is going to be in chaos. Try your best to increase your strength. ”

looked at the figure of Haoran and the other four people staying away. Mo Yan rushed towards the snowy region of southwest Tibet. The distance between Wudang Mountain and the Yin-Yang Holy Sect Mountain Gate is broken. At this time, refining gods and casting gods can move freely. Mo Yan really didn't worry about any blind guys who dared to look for trouble here and find the bad luck of Tom and the others. And he was alone. There was no drag. With the Mahayana body and a subtle mystical body, it is not a problem to escape in case of a crisis.

Rush all the way and find it according to the direction given by Huang Mei. Mo Yan finally reached the top of Mount Everest. But it's not a place for mortals to climb the park. Rather, it is within a high-altitude prohibition that only monks can see. Its height is not at all comparable to Mount Everest.

"Is this what the eldest brother said two hundred years ago, the gate of the ancient road in the Western Regions? Mo Yan looked at an ancient stone door in front of him and said. At this time, on both sides of the stone gate, there is a stone statue of a Buddhist monk with kind eyebrows. If the mana is insufficient, there will be no abnormality at all. Ignore the idea that this is just an ordinary stone statue. In fact, the more profound the mana, the more sensitive a person's spiritual sense is. For the majestic aura that comes out of the stone statue, the more it captures it is also in place.

"The younger generation Mo Yan met the two Buddhist seniors. "Huh. It's not easy. We have been awakened for more than 100 years. This is the first time it has been recognized. ”

I saw one of the stone statues turn around. The moss-covered stone statue was washed by wind and frost and covered with desolation, instantly transformed into its true face. A golden-bodied arhat was looking at Mo Yan with a kind face at this time and spoke.

"The seniors praised it. Mo came from the so-called friends of this trip. Can the master make it easier? ”

"This ancient road in the Western Regions has only been opened in recent years. The purpose is also to temper my Buddhist disciples. Xiaoyou is a Taoist cultivator. I'm afraid that the power of the interface will be repelled. It's not a good way to get started. "Please also ask the master to solve the doubts. ”

"Non-Buddhist disciples can also enter. As long as you are a person who is related to my Buddha, you can" "Master, this Buddha relics are okay." Mo Yan handed the gray Buddha relics given by Suo Langren when he was in the Flame Demon Realm to the old monk for his reference.

"Huh. Good old breath. Something left over from the ancient Tongmenhua Dao. Little friend, you can go in. The old monk didn't stop him in the slightest. The index finger of his left hand pointed in the direction of the stone gate. Hearing this, Mo Yan saluted again, "Thank you, two masters." ”

Most of the rules of the so-called Buddhist disciples or destined people are determined by these two people. It's just that some people, such as Huangmei, don't have enough mana. There is no way to know the accommodation. And Mo Yan had the opportunity to let the old monk appear in person to explain one or two because of his profound mana. That's the difference in strength. There is a world of difference between the users and participants of the rules.

A flash of light. Mo Yan was teleported into this ancient Buddhist land. See. The eyes are full of desolation. Except for the ubiquitous Buddhist aura that spreads in the surrounding void. This place is actually a bitter cold and impoverished land. At least most of what Mo Yan saw were barren beaches, Gobi, and a small number of oasis lakes. Not to mention the forests, mountains, rivers, and rivers.

"Elysium. Scold. The world has been deceived enough miserably. ”

All the way. Even though Mo Yan was quite tired of this bitter cold Jedi in his heart. But I have to admit that this is indeed an excellent place for Buddhist monks to practice the afterlife. Even Mo Yan, a Taoist monk, gained a lot from the mysteries of Buddhism scattered in the void with the Buddhist relics of the ancient god-casting monk in his hand. The heart is peaceful. There was a sudden brightness. The elixir, spiritual sense, and spiritual veins are not lacking in today's Mo Yan. The only thing that is missing is the perception of this heart. Breaking through bottlenecks, mental path perception and spiritual energy cultivation are indispensable. If it weren't for this, Mo Yan would not have to go out of the customs to practice, just retreat for thousands of years, and break through one after another in the Metaverse.

Such an adventure, Mo Yan couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, "Could it be that this trip is also my chance." ”

All the way forward. Mo Yan is now getting deeper and deeper along the road. Absorb the oncoming Buddhist breath around the body, the more and more and wide. It is also more conducive to people's hearts to truly absorb understanding and understanding. However, I have to say that this place is really vast and sparsely populated. It was also until the Ink Words Refining God Cultivator had flown away for nearly half a day. Only then did he sense the aura of a few weak Buddhist monks near Lin Xing's oasis.

I came here to find someone. Mo Yan naturally would not let go of any possible opportunity. Where there is a Buddhist monk's breath. Mo Yan would stop and inquire about one or two. It's a pity that after all, Zhiyuan and Hui Kan have been cultivating in Buddhism for a short time. In addition, he also cultivates in the self-temple on weekdays. Naturally, there are not many people who are familiar with Buddhism. Mo Yan spent three days in a row questioning no less than twenty people he met sporadically. It's all a look of confusion. However, in the process of inquiry, Mo Yan was surprised to see a pattern. However, all the Buddhist monks who appear in the sporadic oases are monks who have cultivated at the age of infant. But none of the gods or above monks have ever had a relationship.

Such doubts Mo Yan was finally explained to a young monk who claimed to be from the Sri Lankan Romana sect. According to the little monk, this ancient road of Buddhism is divided into internal and external areas. Outside the territory is a bitter cold land. For a group of low-level enlightenment below the infant training. And the gods and above the great powers of Buddhism have already gone to the realm of Buddhas in the domain to inherit the mysteries of the supreme Buddhas.

"Could it be that the eldest brother and the third brother have already had the opportunity to advance to the gods. "Follow the guidance of the little monk. Mo Yan ran all the way west, and finally saw the sky city he guided.

An incomparably gigantic golden temple floats in the void. Brilliant gold. The auspicious light that shines from it shines on the earth like a bright sun. Endless light sources are provided for this realm. A very clear feeling. The closer you get to the Sky Gold Temple. The mysteries of Buddhism sensed from the void are also more pure.

But it's just as the little monk who showed Mo Yan the way said. If the Buddha country is within a hundred miles in diameter, if the mana is insufficient. It is impossible to get close at all. As for a hundred miles away. The aura of Buddhism felt in all the realms is surprisingly consistent, the same, without the slightest difference. Otherwise, there would not be so few Buddhist monks gathered here and scattered throughout the extraterritorial space.

"This. Just as Mo Yan stepped into the huge golden temple of the so-called Buddha Kingdom. In an instant, the surrounding aura changed dramatically. In addition to the more intense Buddhist mysteries. Mo Yan also clearly felt a strong smell of rot. Extremely intense. couldn't help but make Mo Yan inexplicable for a while, "The breath of Buddhism is even just yang." All ghosts and ghosts encounter all retreat from the three colors. Avoid it. How could it be so common to coexist with such a strong Buddhist atmosphere. Good is strange. ”

"Ping Pong. Boom!"" Nango, oh, Mituo Buddha. "The temple here has a mystery. It's a huge world space. Mo Yan went all the way. At first, there was not a single figure in one day. This place is sparsely populated, and you can see the average. But just when Mo Yan continued to go deeper. A day later, on a huge lake, Mo Yan clearly saw several figures against the Fa. I saw that three old monks who had turned into gods and cultivated were besieging a middle-aged monk who was also dressed as a Buddhist monk who had no breath of life at all. At this time, the opposing sides are fighting with all their strength as if they were facing a great enemy.

That is, at the moment when he saw this corpse-like Buddhist monk, Mo Yan was thoughtful. After a while, he seemed to have cleared up some thoughts: "Could it be that the Heavenly Dao has been tampered with here." The world is turned upside down. As a result, the latecomers came to understand it, and they were inadvertently mad, until finally the way of death disappeared like this. ”

"Boom. Mo Yan fell with a palm. In an instant, the corpse-like Buddhist monk who surrounded several people was instantly shattered and turned into a piece of nothingness and scattered into the void. Moments later, nothing was to be seen.

"Thank you seniors for helping my Buddhist disciples. Immeasurable virtue. The three old monks clasped their hands together and thanked Mo Yan. "A few Buddhist friends were polite. Mo is actually looking for someone this time. I also hope that a few Taoist friends will find a convenience." Dare to ask the name or law name of the person you are looking for. "Zhiyuan and Hui Kan" "It turned out to be them. One of the old monks instantly said with a look of pity as if he understood something.

"Oh. This fellow Daoist seemed to know something. "Seniors. The monks don't speak. You can't say it, you can't say it. Come with us. ”

Following in the footsteps of the three old monks, Mo Yan galloped all the way, and finally saw a huge stone village after a day. The whole village is made of huge bluestone, surrounded by a stone wall more than ten meters high. The size of the radius is more than ten miles. Nestled in the interior of the village are small stone temples that follow one another. However, it is obviously also different from the taste of the monks themselves. Although the materials of the temple are the same. However, the architectural style is different from the East and the West. Worlds apart.

"Seniors. Regarding the matter of Zhiyuan and Hui Kan, two fellow Buddhists, how about asking the Shaolin monk Huiguang to solve your doubts. Since a few people are reluctant to mention it, there must be reasons why it is inconvenient to speak. Moreover, the other party also pointed out a feasible place for himself. Mo Yan naturally didn't need to ask again. Rushed directly towards the stone temple where the Buddhist monk with the Dharma name Huiguang was.

"Sanqingmen Moyan visited Master Huiguang, a Buddhist monk. Judging from the title of this Huiguang from the mouths of the three old monks. At least it is also a cultivation above the god refinement. Mo Yan is naturally better than the honorific title of master in terms of rhetoric. I don't know what the bluestone is made of here. It can actually isolate people's divine consciousness. Even Mo Yan refining divine cultivation can't crack the method. It is impossible to identify the true information of the person who made the dish in the temple.