Time passes, the years go by, and in the blink of an eye, a year has passed. net

This year, Moko has been traveling on the Emperor's Star, understanding the true meaning of Buddhism, purifying all sentient beings, and tempering himself in the red dust.

This year, Moko has seen too many things, and his experience and mood have been greatly improved. If Moko was too immature before, his mind was too immature, but now, he is beginning to gradually mature.

This year, Moko traveled in the red dust, pondered many Buddhist scriptures, compared them with each other, and cultivated Buddhism, becoming more and more exquisite.

The most worth mentioning is that the Buddha Yuan in his body is half smaller, and all of them have turned into incomparably pure Buddha Yuan Force, which has made Mo Ke's strength improve again and again.

If you don't want to break through the peak of the Yuan Buddha, you must comprehend a trace of the mystery of creation, and it is not impossible for Mo Ke to directly impact the Yuan Buddha realm.

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and lotus clouds float in the sky from time to time, hovering around the silver moon.

At the foot of a hillside on the outskirts of a mountain range, there was a simple wooden house, but outside the wooden house, at this moment, two figures sat cross-legged.

One of them, dressed in gray monk's robes, was a young monk of seventeen or eighteen years old, with clear eyebrows and a soft smile on his face, who was sitting solemnly and solemnly, pulling out a strange handprint, and sending out a wonderful fluctuation in his body, constantly attracting a trace of pale golden light into the void

As for beside him, there was a golden monkey sitting cross-legged, not big, but cultivating in a decent way, and wisps of bright moonlight landed and merged into its body.

This little monk is none other than Moko, and as for the monkey beside him, it is Xiao Jin.

Now, after this year, Xiao Jin's strength has also increased a lot, although he has not yet condensed the demon pill, but he is running like the wind, and he has some peculiar spirituality. However, he was still unable to speak, and could only communicate with Moko through some body language.

Near this hillside, there is a mass grave where a large number of robbers who died tragically are buried, so many fierce ghosts are formed, which often appear, disturb and even kill the villagers of nearby villages. Moko traveled, came to the neighborhood, and immediately decided to get rid of this hidden danger.

For fighting methods and the like, Mo Ke is quite good at it, but he has not specialized in practicing any Buddhist powers, so he can only rely on the characteristics of his own Buddha Yuan Force, and purify it with Buddha Yuan Power every day.

Tempering powerful ghosts, fierce ghosts, extremely troublesome, consuming time, and almost no benefit to cultivation can be obtained, unless it is tempered by thousands, there are some wonderful merits to integrate and increase cultivation. Therefore, many Buddhist practitioners are mostly reluctant to spend their lives on it.

Moko has been living here for ten days, and in a few days, it will be a complete success.

"Living Buddha, Living Buddha!"

Suddenly, an anxious call came from the distant village, and then, in the distance, a dark shadow was running towards it. Moko slightly revealed some Buddhist magical powers here, and spent an hour every day telling Buddhist allusions, so he was respected as a living Buddha by the villagers in nearby villages.

When he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then he stood up and stepped out.

Brush!

As if traveling through the void, Moko's figure suddenly appeared next to the dark shadow. It is a middle-aged man, with yellow skin, the whole person is like a hemp rod, tall and thin, but his eyes are bright, and he is obviously very energetic.

"Ahh

I was startled by the magic power displayed by Mokoshi, and then, the middle-aged man puffed, knelt directly on the ground, tears flowed down, and said with a slight sob, "Living Buddha, please save my sister!

"Amitabha Buddha donor, don't be in a hurry, you just talk slowly. With his hands folded, Moko stretched out his hand, and the middle-aged man stood up.

Hearing Mo Ke's words, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, and then, easing his emotions, he said worriedly, "Living Buddha, that's the case, my sister married a carpenter from a village three hundred miles away, a few days ago, there was a scene of a battle between immortals in the sky above their village, which was very terrifying, like a demon king descending! Then, some black liquid flowed down and entered the village. And then all of them were suffering from a terrible disease, full of blood blisters and pus, and then it was very itchy, and then it would explode one by one, and when all of them were blown up, they would scream for a day and a night, and then they would die."

"What?"

Moko was taken aback and couldn't help but shudder, such a way of dying was really shocking. At the same time, Moko was puzzled in his heart. The area where he is now is a place where the aura is mottled, and there are only some casual cultivators who may cultivate here, so how can there be a demon cultivator who is at stake?

Of course, what worries Moko the most is that the black liquid that the other party is fighting and splashing, what is it, and how to get rid of it?

"Pomp Pomp"

Taking advantage of Moko's trance, while he was thinking, the middle-aged man knelt down again, tears were in his eyes, kowtowed again and again, and pleaded pitifully, "Living Buddha, I only have such a sister, I heard that most of the people in their village have this disease, and my sister has also suffered, you must save her!"

"Amitabha, okay, donor, you get up, tell me the specific location of the village, and I will go and see the situation. Touched in his heart, Moko said with a pleasant face.

"Squeak Squeak"

At this moment, Xiao Jin was woken up, no longer swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, squeaking, and didn't know what he was saying.

When the middle-aged man heard Mo Ke say this, he was naturally overjoyed, and without hesitation, he immediately told the exact address. At this time, the fierce ghosts on the mass graves here are no longer in the climate, and Moko is not worried about them coming out to hurt people for the time being, so he nodded, grabbed Xiao Jin, and then, with a footstep, he flew like the wind, and suddenly flickered, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Looking at Moko's disappearing back, the middle-aged man finally had a smile on his face, and then he knelt on the ground respectfully again, and bowed solemnly to Moko.

The distance of three hundred miles is really nothing for today's Moke, it is very easy, he found the village in the middle-aged population.

Sure enough, as this man said, the whole village was in a state of decay and death. At the first glance of this village, Moke was keenly aware that this place contained a demonic aura, which was very fierce and vicious.

At the entrance of the village, at this time, there were eight big men with worried faces, guarding the entrance of the village, and sighing from time to time.

In these people, Mo Ke clearly felt the extremely weak evil demonic aura, there is no doubt that they were unknowingly infected by the sick villagers, but it was very slight, and after a long period of savings, it might only burst out.

"Buzz"

Mo Ke did not hide his identity, he appeared directly in the void at the entrance of the village, overlooking the below, clasped his hands together, and said to the eight big men, "Amitabha, donors, the little monk is a cultivator, I see that your village seems to be invaded by a demonic energy, the little monk may have some means to relieve this calamity"

"Ah, great! Daxian! No, it's a living Buddha, please come to our village immediately and rescue our villagers!"

It was simply dozing and sending a pillow, at this time, the eight big men heard Mo Ke say this, and saw his great supernatural power suspended in the void, naturally they were ecstatic, glanced at each other, opened their mouths in unison, and issued an invitation.

Among them, one person rushed into the village to report the news, as for the rest of the big men, four people were left to guard the entrance of the village, but the three hurriedly guided Moke into the village. Kneel and beg to share

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