Before taking stock of the harvest of the human and demon realms, Zhang Mo didn't realize how wonderful this power of merit was, and because most of the power of merit generated was absorbed by the Holy Spirit Platform, he didn't attach much importance to the power of merit that was so hard to remain.

But when he carefully counted the harvest, Zhang Mo sorted out the power of merit he had obtained, and found that it was extraordinary, and he felt very sorry for the power of merit absorbed by the Holy Spirit Platform.

The power of merit is not strong, but its role itself is not used to attack, so it is normal for the power to be weak, and the most important role of the power of merit is actually reflected in the help of the monk, which is a bit similar to luck, but it is more powerful.

For example, Zhang Mo used the power of merit to protect his spirit, even if he did it himself, it was very laborious to break through this layer of protection, you must know that although his cultivation is not high, but in terms of attack methods, in fact, in some respects, he is not inferior to Yuanying Zhenjun, even he feels very tricky, and he is already a very strong guard.

For example, if you integrate the power of merit into your body, no matter what spell or secret technique attacks you, the power will naturally be weakened.

Although the main role of the power of merit is reflected in defense, Zhang Mo found another role for him, which is invisible, acting on his own soul, Zhang Mo doesn't even know how he plays a role, but he really feels the help of the power of merit to himself: it is a kind of power that makes him more aware of himself, and all the fog in his heart points directly to the inner source, which is purer than the secret technique of climbing the ladder!

The power of merit can be said to be very helpful to Zhang Mo, and it is precisely with this kind of help that Zhang Mo can straighten out what he wants to do and what he wants to give up in a very short period of time, otherwise, he will definitely take the prison party as his main business now.

Of course, Zhang Mo also figured it out, the importance he attached to the prison party in the past was actually not wrong at all, and it was precisely because of the previous foundation that Zhang Mo could let go at this time, and it was precisely because of this foundation that Zhang Mo could let go of anything he could do, without worrying about resources: with the support of the prison party, Zhang Mo could get everything he wanted very easily, which was the benefit of being backed by the organization.

It can be said that choosing to let go at this stage is a very appropriate time point, if you let go here at the beginning and only care about your own cultivation problems, it seems to be a persistent and concentrated approach, but it is bound to be more difficult to fight alone in the later stage.

Zhang Mo's understanding of the power of merit is very superficial, in fact, if you think about it now, you can figure it out, after leaving the cage of the Demon Spring, hearing that Zhang Mo wanted to destroy the Demon Spring Secret Realm, the Rakshasa King judged that they would get the power of merit, so they all gathered around him in vain and did not leave, and even everyone helped Zhang Mo enter the Demon Spring Secret Realm, no one chose to leave, and no one chose to stand by and ignore it, what he did was the trace of merit that he could obtain after Zhang Mo's success.

"A wisp of it? I don't have as much merit as others. Zhang Mo rubbed his eyebrows with some hatred, looking very heartbroken: "Shengshentai is a robber, so much merit power has been swallowed up by him, and in the end he left me such a small group, I am very much at a loss, if I can collect all those meritorious powers, how much effect can I play!"

After thinking about it, he took this thought out of his mind and thought: "If it weren't for the help of the Holy Spirit Table, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to get the power of merit, anyway, I've already left a part of it to myself, don't be satisfied, this is an opportunity that I can't ask for." ”

When he destroyed the secret realm of the Demon Spring, he got a large amount of insights about the origin of heaven and earth, and at that time he saved them like swallowing dates, and now he finally has the opportunity to understand a little bit, although the origin of heaven and earth is separated from the demon spring and the human and demon world, but Zhang Mo can rely on his own understanding, through these fragmented origins, to perceive the complete origin behind it: he has now recovered his human body, without the help of the origin, it is not so easy to understand the origin of heaven and earth！

Moreover, when they were in the cage of the Demon Spring, the Rakshasa King and others broke through together and hooked the Great Dao, Zhang Mo also took the opportunity to capture the breath and pulse of the Great Dao, and also buried them in the soul, and now he can also use this opportunity to comprehend the Great Dao, and the energy required is definitely massive.

The origin of heaven and earth, the Great Dao, if other monks get one, it is a great opportunity, but only Zhang Mo can have both, and he also picks fat and thin to understand, if other monks know, it is estimated that he will be in the mood to eat him.

However, just as he was about to enter the meditation, he heard a voice outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion shouting: "This is it, the guidance given by the patriarch points here, the remnants of the Numu Vajra Temple must be hidden here, let's go in and arrest him." ”

"Oh, I still sensed it, I really didn't expect it, but the movement was quite fast. Glancing at Guo Shao, who was immersed in his feelings, Zhang Mo said: "I finally met a suitable candidate, but I can't let you mix it, since you are here, don't leave, just stay here for a while." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Mo diffused his spirit and integrated with the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and saw that outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there were several Buddhists standing in front, led by a Buddhist disciple who looked to be in his forties, all of them looked kind and kind-eyed, and at first glance they looked like high-ranking monks, even if they knew that they were the executioners of the Outer Dao, but you had no way to directly hate them.

Looking at these few of them, Zhang Mo thought in his heart: "Buddhism compassion, this slogan is not born out of thin air, in the concept of the true Buddha, the meaning of compassion is indeed exerted to the extreme, the so-called phase is born from the heart, and the appearance of the monk will indeed be affected by the mind, but I don't know how the concept of compassion as the center has given birth to such a deep hatred between the main way and the outer way, it seems that the battle of ideas is indeed the battle of the fundamental avenue, and there is no room for any compassion." ”

Seeing that they were about to do something outside, Zhang Mo opened his mouth and said: "The same fellow Buddhists, even brazenly doing it outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of others, is this your style? Buddhism and the Dao of Buddhism seem to be nothing more than that." ”

"My Buddha is merciful, I am a foreign monk of the Great Compassion Temple, I came here today to hunt down the remnants of the Numu King Kong Temple, we now find out, this person is now hiding in your Excellency's scripture pavilion, if your Excellency can send this person out, let us take him away, we will naturally not do it. ”

I heard that they didn't even report their names, and they probably didn't put this scripture pavilion in their eyes, let alone put themselves in their eyes, if it wasn't for their own voices, it is estimated that they would have already started, and immediately said unceremoniously, "I don't know what the remnants are, I only know that there is a fellow Buddhist who is here to watch the scriptures, if you also want to watch the scriptures, you can come in, if not, please leave." ”

Zhang Mo wanted to save trouble, if he could not do it, he didn't want to do it, although he knew that his three or two sentences could not make any difference, he still couldn't help but want to give it a try.

Sure enough, I heard the other party say: "The Buddhist monks you are talking about are evil people who have been bewitched by heresies and heresies, and they have disregarded the true Buddha's ideas and wantonly tarnished the true Buddha's truth, and they must be cleaned up, and your Excellency must not be deceived by him." ”

Crunch!

The door of the Scripture Pavilion opened automatically without wind, only to hear Zhang Mo say, "There is only one fellow Buddhist here, but at this time he is watching the scriptures I wrote, if you think he is a villain from the outside world, then come in and take him away, but be careful, you can't destroy my Scripture Pavilion." ”

After opening the door, there was something inside that was seen through at a glance, and there were really only two people, one was sitting on a chair, and the other was looking at the book intently in front of the desk, and for a while they were really a little confused: the guidance given by the patriarch, after Zhang Mo made a move, he no longer gave any instructions, and the other party had completely cut off the induction between the two.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not a Longtan Tiger's Den, the Buddhist disciples at the head groaned for a while, and walked forward very calmly, not all the people who followed behind followed in, and one person even took a few steps back, looking at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion very vigilantly, and did not take it lightly because the Zangjing Pavilion was inconspicuous.

Seeing them like this, Zhang Mo said faintly: "Hey, how good it is for you all to come in obediently, you have to force me to do it, I am a civilized person, why can't you be considerate of me!"

Hearing Zhang Mo say such words, those people immediately felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to leave outside, but at this moment, they felt that their bodies were sinking, and their cultivation was locked in an instant, and all the meridians were filled with a strange energy, and they couldn't exert their cultivation at all, and then they felt that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion emitted a gravitational force, sucking them all in, and the door of the cave was also slammed shut, and there was no sobriety inside at all, so that the Buddhists who noticed it here couldn't help but feel stunned。