Duobao City, Mo Ke is saying goodbye to Ling Shaofeng and Zhuge Kun at the moment, the two of them are going to the Eight Views Palace to celebrate the birthday of Elder Xuan Qi, the first powerhouse of the Dao Gate, while Mo Ke is ready to continue to walk on the Emperor Star, purify all sentient beings, and slowly recover his soul by the way.

"Second Brother Gaga, the little brother will miss you!" Xiong hugged Moke, and Zhuge Kun's face trembled.

"Take care all the way!"

"Take care all the way!"

Moko and the two nodded their heads, and everything was silent.

In Duobao City, there was a large teleportation array, and after Moko sent the two away, he left this place and walked aimlessly in Duobao City. Xiao Jin swallowed too much precious spirit fruit, and at this time he was in the Qiankun bag, falling into a kind of deep sleep, Moko had a blood connection with it, and he could sense that it was gradually getting stronger, and he was not worried.

In Duobao City, it is very lively, there are many cultivators, and all kinds of cries and sells come and go, giving people the feeling of a bazaar, but the traders here are all cultivators who have cultivated in their bodies.

"This little master, stay"

As he walked down the street, he suddenly heard someone calling to him, turned his body, and suddenly saw a very honest old man, twisting his sparse goatee, with a pile of items in front of him. Obviously, this old man was a casual cultivator who set up a stall and sold some magic weapon cultivation materials.

Mo Ke is also a master at this time, and with a casual sweep, the old man's cultivation is already vivid, and he is a cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

With his hands folded, Mo Ke smiled and said, "Amitabha, donor, I don't know if you are called a little monk, do you have any advice?"

"Don't dare, don't dare"

The old man showed a rather frightened look, and he also folded his hands, revealing a pious expression and said, "Little master Amitabha, the old man has always admired my Buddha, and I hope that the glory of my Buddha can be spread all over the world. However, every time I meet a Buddhist disciple, the old man will form a good fate, so that my pile of magic weapons, precious materials, little master, please choose one, I will only receive you a high-grade spirit stone!

Hearing that the old man claimed to be an admirer of Buddhism, Mo Ke's expression suddenly became solemn, but when he heard that he wanted to take out a high-grade spirit stone by himself, buy a magic weapon, and form a Buddha relationship.

A high-grade spirit stone is enough to buy a lot of this old man's belongings.

Although what the old man said was very sincere, such a sky-high asking price was obviously suspected of blackmail.

"This" changed slightly, and Moko groaned.

"Amitabha Buddha is like this! Little master, fifty medium-grade spirit stones! Married to a Buddha, I am a loss, but my Buddha is glorious, you are a disciple of Buddhism, I am willing to suffer this loss!" The old man's eyes rolled, and he said righteously.

"Amitabha, alright!"

For the fifty medium-grade spirit stones, Mo Ke didn't care much at the moment, and he didn't want to entangle with this old man too much, so he nodded and agreed. Immediately, he began to look down at the pile of items below, all of them were some low-grade magic weapons, ordinary refining weapons, alchemy materials, and some fragments, but there were some strange things.

"Huh, this broken basin" flashed in his eyes, and Moko noticed a dark broken basin.

Just now I swept away my Buddha consciousness, and it seems that this broken basin that looks very ordinary and has a big hole beats slightly. With a wave of his hand, a wave of Buddha Yuan power swirled, and suddenly the broken basin was held by Mo Ke in his hand.

It was extremely heavy and cold, and it seemed to be made of a piece of dark iron, and Moko looked closely and found that there was a faint texture on it, which was very strange.

"Little master, you really have good eyesight! This magic weapon is a rare treasure, I spent ten high-grade spirit stones to buy it, it was extremely cold and heavy, I doubt it, this is a broken immortal weapon!"

Seeing Mo Ke pick up the broken basin, the old man immediately leaned his head over, with a mysterious and affirmative tone.

Dumbfounded, by this time, Moko had already seen through the old man's tricks, claiming to be a believer in Buddhism, but I was afraid that it was also nonsense. As for the statement that this broken pot is a broken immortal weapon, Mo Ke even sneered, it was simply nonsense!

Too lazy to talk to the old man any more, Mo Ke flipped his hand, and fifty medium-grade spirit stones flew out, and at the same time, the broken basin was included in the Qiankun bag. Seeing the sinister smile of Qian Yan, the old man no longer had a simple appearance, and showed his true face.

"Hey, the old golden head is really powerful, it's extraordinary as soon as he makes a move!" On the side, a middle-aged cultivator who set up a stall was extremely envious.

"Shut up! My old man sincerely believes in my Buddha, you wait until you talk nonsense, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Blowing his beard and glaring, the old man had an angry expression.

For these words, Mo Ke smiled indifferently, my heart was like a spring breeze, I didn't care about it, and as soon as I took a step, I left this place.

Instead of staying in this treasure city, Moko left this place and landed in a nearby mountain range, wandering among the villages, purifying all living beings and preaching the true essence of Buddhism.

The bright moonlight sprinkled down, the lake was as clear as a jewel, and the soft brilliance of the road flowed out, like a huge gem that would shine, and the moonlight reflected like water waves, it seemed to be shrouded in a faint layer of smoke, and the beauty was like a fairyland.

Under the moonlight, the water waves suddenly rippled, layer by layer of fine ripples, Moko walked on the waves, feeling the quiet and empty atmosphere of this place.

The surroundings were silent, occasionally there was the chirping of small insects, the sound of the rippling lake, and Moko's heart was silent, no sorrow or joy. After a whole day of spreading Buddhism in the noisy village, Moko felt a unique feeling in his heart when he felt the silence at this time.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a goshawk near the lake was alarmed, suddenly chirped, flapped its wings and flew away, which immediately caused a lot of commotion, many birds and beasts were alarmed, and the silent atmosphere disappeared.

Smiling slightly, Moko didn't care, and with a step on his feet, his body was like walking with clouds and water, and he came to a dark blue lying cow stone next to the lake.

Sitting cross-legged, Moke Buddha went deep into the Qiankun bag, and found that Xiao Jin was still asleep, and was about to leave, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the dark broken basin, his heart moved, and his palm was stretched, and the broken basin appeared in the palm. Facing this bright moonlight, Mo Ke looked carefully, although there was a vague guess in his heart, but after looking at it for a long time, it was still just an ordinary broken basin made of dark iron.

"Buzz"

Just when Moko was about to put it away, the Qiankun diagram, which had been silent in Moko's body, suddenly shook violently, and a hurried and excited voice suddenly passed into Moko's mind.

"Little monk, quick! Use the essence blood of the body to drip blood to recognize the master, this is an amazing treasure! It has been damaged, but the essence of the internal pregnancy is still there, after you obtain it, give me some of the broken fragment energy, and I will recover it quickly! This girl suspects that it is made of chaos stone! Chaos stone, a little bit, it contains infinite liliang, extremely precious!"

"What?Chaos Stone?" Moko was overjoyed in his heart.

Xuanjizi told herself that only by collecting the Chaos Stone, the Ten Thousand Tribulation Buddha Gold, and the Yama Soil could she recover the memory of her seal, and if this broken basin was made of Chaos Stone, it would naturally be an unexpected surprise. As for the owner of the voice, it was naturally Ling'er, who had created an agreement with him to recognize the Lord on an equal footing.

"Amitabha Spirit, can you be sure?" took a deep breath, and Moko responded with Buddha consciousness.

"Nonsense! This girl's eyes are naturally ** inseparable, you bombard this broken basin fiercely, it is wrapped in a thick layer of dark iron. After breaking it, immediately consume a drop of your own essence blood, and recognize the Lord with a drop of blood!" Ling'er's voice came again, very eager.

After a deep groan, Moko grabbed the broken basin with his left hand and smashed it down with his right hand!

"Boom!"

The fist is like a mountain, urging withering and weeping, although Moke can't use too much Buddha Yuan power, but **liliang is so strong, comparable to a high-grade spiritual weapon, under one punch, immediately this broken basin cracked, and a large piece of dark black iron fell down, revealing the true body in it.

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