After his eyes turned into treasure hunting fairy pupils, Moko traveled around, spreading the essence of Buddhism everywhere, and at the same time, he continued to collect all kinds of spiritual objects, materials, and ores, for three months, Moko can be said to have gained a lot. After sleeping for more than a month, Xiao Jin woke up, refreshed and rejuvenated.

Mo Ke directly passed on the Vajra Demon Ape cultivation method to Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin's talent was very amazing, and it took a very short time to understand the cultivation method and began to practice step by step. The path of cultivation, talent is important, determination is important, and the exercises are equally important, this exercise obtained by Xiao Jin is specially prepared for the demon cultivator of the ape lineage, which is very clever, and his strength has been greatly improved.

On this day, Moko traveled to a hilly area and came to a small village.

As the sun sets, a large group of villagers are gathered under an old locust tree, Moke is standing like a god and Buddha, his hands are slightly raised, and immediately a ray of Buddha light shoots out, enveloping everyone, moistening their bodies, some tired and sick bodies, immediately improved, full of liliang, and their hearts are full of warmth and quiet.

"Amitabha"

After half a ring, Moko folded his hands and stopped casting.

"Amitabha"

Following Moko's example, countless villagers also folded their hands and prayed sincerely.

After dismissing many villagers, Moko immediately sat down under the big locust tree, and Xiao Jin frolicked beside him, a cheerful scene. Not all of them left, and many of the elderly villagers still stayed under the old locust tree, wanting to spend more time with the gods and Buddhas so that they could receive some of the gifts and teachings of the gods and Buddhas.

"Amitabha, God Buddha, you have traveled all over the world, you must have encountered monsters, I don't know, how did you deal with it, can you tell us about it, so that we can open our eyes?"

"Amitabha, Divine Buddha, is the Dafan Temple where you are really a million miles away from here, you are really a great supernatural power!"

"Amitabha, Divine Buddha, I don't know if the great supernatural person in your mouth, and you, can you really live forever?"

A group of villagers surrounded Moko and kept asking questions.

In the face of these, Moko is not irritable, tirelessly to answer one by one, some questions, Moko brushed aside, does not talk deeply, at the same time, through some conversations, the Buddha's great compassion thoughts, instilled in these villagers, hoping that they will also do more good deeds.

kept chatting, but Moko learned an interesting story from an old man named Lao Jiaotou.

According to this old Jiaotou, when he had not yet moved into this village, he lived on top of a Qinglian Peak three hundred miles away, on which there was a cliff called a line of heaven, which could lead to a remote and desolate valley. This valley is very peculiar, shrouded in white fog all year round, birds and beasts are rare, no one has ever entered, because once you enter the white fog, you will be disoriented, and you can get out of it for a long time.

But someone once faintly heard a burst of mysterious Buddha chanting, after that person heard it, the whole person suddenly became very smart, began to make money in business, and now, it is already a rich party.

Most of the small talk of the mountain village man was exaggerated, and Mo Ke laughed, but after thinking about it, if there was really a Buddhist monk living in seclusion in that valley, he would go and talk with him about the scriptures and chant the Buddha, and he must have benefited a lot.

With this thought in mind, Moko preached the Dharma for another day on the second day, washed the bodies of some old, young, sick and disabled villagers with the Dharma, and then floated away towards the valley.

Qinglian Peak, a relatively steep peak in the Gelan Mountains, because of the wild beasts entrenched, few people visit, and in the middle of the peak, there is a crack, called a line of sky. Follow this chasm and go deep into it, and you will come to a very hidden valley.

At this moment, Moko was a monk's robe fluttering, standing in front of this white misty valley.

Just standing at the gate of this valley, Mo Ke has a feeling, just as the old Jiaotou said, the valley in front of him, there is a mystery in it!" Amitabha Buddha Sure enough, this valley has a mysterious connotation, and the white fog is also caused by the formation, but there are so many changes, my current Buddha's eyes have also given birth to the feeling of seeing flowers in the fog and not being able to completely penetrate."

Running the Buddha's eyes and watching, Moko can vaguely see countless golden silk threads circulating, extremely fast, flickering, hazy, some are not real enough, can only see a rough idea.

Moko's Buddha's eye will become more and more powerful as his strength increases, and he can cultivate to the peak, he can penetrate the void and penetrate the Nine Shadows, but Moko is still too far away from this point.

"Amitabha little one, come in"

Suddenly, a tranquil voice was transmitted, filled with a great tranquility, the smell of washing red dust.

His face suddenly turned grim, just hearing this voice, Moko was like seeing a Buddha with exquisite Buddhism, sitting upright, smiling at himself, to come by himself. Obviously, the one who made the voice must be a Buddhist monk living in seclusion.

"Bang la la"

At this moment, the original tumbling white mist suddenly cracked a channel, and a golden avenue composed of Buddha light appeared, warm, immeasurable, Zen Buddha singing, full of infinite hope.

Without hesitation, Moko has already embarked on this Foguang Avenue.

And as his body stepped into it, immediately, a stream of Buddha light gently dragged him, and the next moment, Moko seemed to shrink into inches, and had already come to the depths of the entire valley.

In an instant, Moko came to the depths of the valley, and a kind old monk appeared in front of him, sitting cross-legged in a circle formed by a golden Buddha light, with a breath of great compassion in his eyes, and a vast world faintly appeared behind him.

This piece of heaven and earth seems to be a huge Buddha country, with ten thousand rays of light, circle by circle, eternity, in which countless golden figures, chanting in Zen, emitting a kind of tranquility, joy, peace, great blissful atmosphere.

Suddenly, Moko's heart shook wildly, revealing an extremely shocked expression.

"Amitabha Buddha is in the palm of the Buddha's country! This is the real power of Buddhism! Great supernatural powers, the Buddha cannot have such Buddha power!"

"Amitabha Buddha little monk Moko, meet the master!"

Taking a deep breath, Moko respectfully performed a Buddhist salute, showing absolute respect.

With a kind smile, the old monk sitting cross-legged on the ground nodded and smiled, waved his right hand lightly, and Moko's posture of worship was stopped, and then, a refreshing soft voice sounded, "Amitabha Buddha little guy, you and I are both disciples of Buddhism, and there is no difference between respect and inferiority, my Buddhism does not pay attention to the difference between respect and inferiority of Confucianism, you don't have to be so." If you can come here, you and I will have a cause and effect, and I will bring you into it, and I will cut off the cause and effect. Plus, I've been sitting here for 30,000 years, so let's talk to a little one. ”

30,000 years!

It's good that the old monk didn't speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately shocked Moko again. Sitting here for 30,000 years, how amazing is this? What a state of affairs?

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