The realm of Mo Sheng is profound and unpredictable, and he has already achieved immortality. Read 520 official website

Almost no one in the world can kill Mo Sheng unless he commits suicide himself.

When Zhou Yi first heard that Mo Sheng was dead, he thought he had a grudge against Bai Lian and deliberately avoided seeing him. Later, I saw the scene in the cave, and the people who created the mechanism were able to put the real spirit into the body of the mechanism puppet.

At this time, I became suspicious and speculated that the people of the Guan tribe had some special spirits.

Sure enough, after annihilating the core of Mo Yi's mechanism, there was no response from the Demon Illustrated Book.

Zhou Yi asked about the strangeness of the White Lotus True Spirit. It once killed the White Lotus Virgin with kind thoughts, which involved the method of differentiation of the True Spirit.

The Holy Mother of White Lotus is more mysterious than Mo Yi and other wooden immortals. She has truly gone through reincarnation and is an independent creature recognized by heaven and earth.

Bai Lian thought for a moment and said: "The poor monk once discussed Taoism with Mo Qu. According to him, Sage Mo tried to use the method of trap puppets to cut off the flesh and blood and achieve true immortality."

The true spirits of Mo Sheng, Bai Lian and others are immortal and require physical reincarnation, life after life. .

Zhou Yi suddenly said: "So those ten wooden immortals are the true spirit of Mo Sheng differentiated?"

"not only that!"

Bai Lian said: "Based on what Mo Qu learned, the poor monk deduced that the tens of millions of people in the cave are all the true spirits of Saint Mo. Only by killing them all and integrating the true spirits into one, might we be able to see Saint Mo."

"Slaughter tens of millions?"

The corner of Zhou Yi's lips curled up slightly: "Fellow Taoist, have you ever thought that the cause and effect of millions of living beings would be unbearable even for immortals and Buddhas?"

"Amitabha!"

White Lotus proclaimed the name of the Buddha: "Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell. You and I can prosper the human race and destroy all races in the world!"

"Very good!"

Zhou Yi's guard against Bai Lian deepened tenfold.

The people who know you best in the world are not your friends, but your enemies!

Bai Lian always digs a hole inadvertently and uses the most appropriate method to induce you to jump into it.

The six soul flags should have the name Ananda!

at this time.

Zhouyi slaughtered tens of millions of living beings in ten cities and devoured thousands of miles of caves. Only ten wooden immortals remained among the Guan tribe.

Mo Yi and the others' reserve bodies were all annihilated and shattered in the process of being devoured by the black hole. The remaining tens of miles of the mechanism cave are completely covered by Tiangang's thunder method, making it inevitable to fight with each other.

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "It's time to send you on your way!"

"Chief Immortal, I don't want to die!"

Mo Er still refused to give up and prayed: "I know all the inheritance of Mo Sheng. As long as I spare my life, I will give it all. There is a way to achieve enlightenment and become a saint. Now that Mo Sheng is dead, the immortal leader can completely occupy this way."

"I am not interested in immortality!"

Zhouyi's magic power circulated, and hundreds of thunderbolts descended from the sky, blasting Mo Er to pieces.

A ray of true spiritual light flies out, has nowhere to rely on, does not enter reincarnation, and just floats freely in the cave sky.

When Mo Yi and others saw this, they were horrified and turned into light to escape.

"sucker Punch."

After Zhou Yi's words fell, countless thunders filled every corner of the cave sky.

There is no place in the sky or on earth that is not within the scope of thunder.

Mo Jiu was the first to die, followed by Mo Qi, Mo Si...

Mo Yi, the Lord of the Cave Heaven, used his authority to escape the fastest. However, as the Cave Heaven became smaller and smaller, he was eventually submerged in the sea of ​​thunder.

Ten true spiritual lights appeared, attracted each other and merged, turning into a fist of light.

The light group rapidly stretched and changed, becoming the size of an ordinary person. He had a thin face and dark complexion. He was wearing coarse linen clothes and straw sandals. He seemed to be an ordinary old farmer.

"Mo Sheng?"

Zhou Yi called out, but there was no response.

The old farmer pinched a mysterious magic formula and saw wisps of undetectable true spirits gathering from all directions.

As the true spirit merged into the old farmer's body, his originally blank eyes gradually shone with wisdom, and he looked at Zhou Yi with gratitude and curiosity.

Thousands of strands of true spirit were all integrated into one, and the old farmer was no different from ordinary people. He raised his hands and said.

"Old Mozi, thank you fellow Taoist for saving my life."

"It just happened to happen. With my Taoist friends' magical powers, I will be reborn one day and return."

Zhou Yi looked around and saw that only the cave sky with a radius of several miles was left, and said: "I have no choice but to swallow my fellow Taoist cave sky. I hope you will forgive me."

Mozi smiled heartily and said: "It only takes tens of thousands of years to refine the things outside the body, and then I will give this cave to my fellow Taoists."

"This is not the place to talk. Go to Pindao Cave to talk in detail."

Zhou Yi opened the entrance to the cave and entered it in the form of escaping light.

Sun and moon cave sky.

There is a tea tree next to the peach tree.

It was no more than ten feet tall and no thicker than a wrist, but its bark was as dry and cracked as scales, as if it had grown for thousands of years.

The tea tree has only more than two hundred leaves, which is a hundred times sparser than the peach tree.

Tea leaves have different shapes, resembling humans and animals, with mountain and water patterns, bells and tripods.

Immortal plant, enlightenment tea tree.

"Fellow Taoist, please take a seat."

Zhou Yitian shamelessly took two pieces of tea leaves, boiled them with spiritual water and brewed them, saying, "It was only through the light of fellow Taoists that I was able to taste this enlightenment tea."

Mozi smiled and said: "The old Taoist sect has been destroyed and has no place to stand. It can no longer support this immortal plant. For the time being, it will be kept and planted by fellow Taoists."

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I will definitely take good care of you!"

Zhou Yi nodded quickly and took a sip of Wu Dao tea. He felt the unique fragrance permeate the Yinshen, and he suddenly became energetic.

After drinking all the tea in the cup, Yin Shen was slightly tipsy, but very sober at the same time. Understanding the divine passage method was like divine help, and at the same time he took a big step towards the realm of Yang Shen.

After all, Xiantao Ye is not a serious tea, and it is far inferior to Enlightenment Tea.

It's a pity that there are only more than two hundred tea leaves, which are a bit too luxurious to use to increase the Yinshen.

Zhou Yi asked: "I wonder what the immortality of the Enlightenment tea tree is and what magical effect it has?"

"This tea tree does not bear fruit, it only grows tea leaves."

Mozi pointed to the leaves of the tea tree and said: "The shape of this tea leaf is as many as the number of heavens in the world. It takes about three to five years to grow one leaf. After taking all of them, all kinds of martial arts in the world can be used."

Zhou Yi was surprised and realized that the efficacy of tea tree was no worse than that of Nine Nether Immortal Lotus, and then he said.

"Pindao came to visit you this time because I actually have something to ask for."

Mozi nodded and said, "But it doesn't matter."

"Now that the Demon Court is about to be established, it will inevitably crowd out the living space of the human race. The poor Taoist wants to build an underworld to confront..."

Zhou Yi knew that Mozi had been trapped in the cave for thousands of years. He first talked about the current situation of heaven and earth, and then said: "Now we only have to integrate the branches of the Wangchuan River into the buildings of the underworld. Bai Lian said that there are many Taoist friends who are proficient in this art in the world. .”

"That guy Bai Lian!"

Mozi snorted coldly and said, "I didn't go to seek revenge on him, but I actually sent him to my door."

"Friend Daoist, please calm down. The white lotus in the underworld will lead the Wangchuan River. Please spare that guy for now."

Zhou Yi said bluntly: "Pindao also has a deep hatred for him. After the underworld takes charge of reincarnation, we will settle the matter."

"Okay, just follow what fellow Taoist said."

Mo Zi had just returned from reincarnation, and his strength was at a loss. It was hard to say whether he would win or lose in a battle with Bai Lian.

"Fellow Taoist is alone at this time, why not join the underworld first, and we can work together to plan the reincarnation authority."

Zhou Dao inquired and said seductively: "After the matter is completed, it may not be possible to lead fellow Taoist disciples to reincarnate and teach them again!"

"It's time for a good teacher to teach you!"

Mozi heard this and sneered: "After the old man extradited the rebel and reincarnated him, he threw him into the eighteen levels of hell mentioned by fellow Taoists and suppressed him in turn for a thousand years!"

Zhou Yi looked puzzled and said: "When I saw the tablet in the ancestral hall, I thought that there was still a master-disciple relationship..."

"It was because I felt soft-hearted and was not willing to beat the traitor to death. I just drove him out of the door and announced that he had died unexpectedly, so I set up a memorial tablet."

Mozi explained: "Later, Lao Cai made a further step in his cultivation, so he divided the true spirit into tens of millions and integrated it into the machine puppets. Originally everything went well, just waiting for the true spirit to grow stronger and then merge into one source that can grow."

"Who would have thought that the traitor would see the right moment and sneak back into the cave to recite the White Lotus Sutra to the puppets of the machine."

"The evil sutra can alienate the thoughts of the soul, and the machine puppet gradually developed self-awareness, so Mo Yi appeared."

Mo Qu, a disciple of Mozi, alienated ten machine puppets one after another, from Mo 1 to Mo 10.

Mo Yi and others can be said to be Mozi's special avatars, with the authority of the Lord of the Cave Heaven. Mo Qu tried to control them to indirectly control the Dongtian.

However, Mo Yi, who was born with his own intelligence, succumbed to Mo Qu's command on the surface, but secretly began to assimilate other agency puppets.

All the machine puppets in the cave have a ray of Mozi's true spirit in their bodies. They have the same origin and are naturally close to each other. They have infected tens of millions of people in a short period of time.

What happened after that was not very different from what Zhou Yi Sohun knew.

Mo Yi and ten other wooden immortals attacked Mo Qu in a sneak attack, beating him to death, and then announced that they would take over Dongtian.

The number of Mohist disciples in Dongtian was too small and they were no match for the tens of millions of members of the Guan clan. After the struggle failed, they became prisoners.

Mo Yi tried to convince them that they could not transform, so they were all sent to reincarnation. The Mo family was destroyed at the hands of the ancestor's clone.

"Fortunately, before I started practicing, in order to prevent the true spirit from being lost outside, I placed a ban on all puppets and they must not step out of the cave."

Mozi said: "Otherwise, with Mo Yi's character, he will definitely launch a war with the outside world and try to transform all living beings into members of the Mechanism clan. In that case, the old true spirits will be scattered all over the world, and it will be extremely difficult to unite them again."

"I see."

Zhou Yi's mind was spinning, wondering why Bai Lian wanted to win over Mo Zi.

It is impossible to untie such a deep hatred. Mozi is not the only one in the world who is proficient in the art of puppetry. Bai Lian must have other plans to drag his enemies into the underworld.

Unable to think about it, Zhou Yi put it down for the time being and engaged in intrigues with these old monsters. He was indeed a bit greener.

I will simply let you use your machinations, and I will build the underworld with all my heart. On the day when I succeed, the six soul flags will go away, and all my plans will come to nothing.

Zhou Yi suddenly asked: "My Taoist friends are now true spirits. Can all of them return?"

"That's natural."

Mo Sheng confidently said: "Now that the origin of the old true spirit is a hundred times stronger, you can swim in the Wangchuan River without the help of the Mo Dao treasure!"

The growth of the true spirit's different mana power is different from the evil Buddha's method of slaying thoughts and fusion. It is more similar to improving the innate heels and feet, greatly increasing the upper limit of future cultivation.

After the immortal Buddha reaches the third step of his practice, there is no way forward. Mozi and Bailian both created original methods in an attempt to break through the realm.

"Congratulations to my fellow Taoist for achieving great success."

Zhou Yi wondered: "Pindao met a group of people from the Guan tribe outside the Guan Cave. Isn't it true that fellow Taoists are true spirits?"

Mozi frowned slightly, quickly closed his eyes to sense, and then said: "The old man's true spirit is perfect, there is nothing missing."

"That is……"

Zhou Yi and Mozi looked at each other and turned into escaping light at the same time, flying out of the Sun and Moon Cave.

The exit of the cave is in the ancestral hall of Mojia Village.

Half a month has passed since Zhou Yi entered the cave, and Jin Yi and others are still waiting there.

Machine puppets are different from flesh and blood creatures. They have no parents or relatives, no need to eat and practice, and no causal desires. However, they have a long lifespan, so it is common for them to stay in one place for several years or decades.

The moment Zhou Yi appeared, many men in golden armor opened their eyes one after another.

"I've seen the Immortal Chief, I've seen... Mo Zu!"

When the man in golden armor saw Mozi's appearance, he touched the restriction engraved in his body and immediately understood his identity.

“Fun and fun!”

Mozi waved his hand and took a picture of a man in golden armor, feeling the core of it, and was amazed again and again.

"The true spirit in the core of this puppet is not owned by the old man, and the restrictions connecting the body are also different. The true spirit and the puppet are integrated into one, seamless, as if they were born innately."

Zhou Yi had a strange look on his face and said, "So they are really members of the Mechanism tribe?"

"K."

Mozi nodded and said: "There are tens of millions of people in the cave. If their race's willpower can infect the way of heaven, it is possible that a new race will be born. The specific reason needs to be carefully explored."

Mozi was a true scientific research madman. When he saw novel things, especially those related to machine puppets, he wanted to cut open the head of a man in golden armor on the spot.

Zhou Yi said: "It is better to take them back to the underworld, and fellow Taoists can study them at any time."

"Very good!"

Mozi waved his sleeves and robe and included dozens of men in golden armor.

The two men immediately turned into escaping light and flew towards the east.

Luo Jing.

Bodhi Temple.

The backyard is not as prosperous with incense and blazing with believers as in the front, but it is a place for true Buddhist masters to meditate.

In one of the monk's rooms, the presiding monk was chanting sutras.

The Buddha's light shines and turns into golden lotuses all over the sky.

Zhou Yi and the sacred monk sat opposite each other, clasping their hands together, listening quietly to the true meaning of the sutra.

After a long time.

After seeing and hearing that the sacred monk had finished chanting the sutra, the first-level sacred monk actually felt exhausted and said, "This Bodhi Original Vow Sutra is a secret treasure of this temple. It can help you overcome all disasters and achieve Bodhi. I wonder if the mental obstacles of lay people around you have been resolved?"

"Never."

Zhou Yi said helplessly: "Thousands of living beings are still wailing in their ears."

After hearing that the holy monk had a bitter look on his face, the commander visited Bodhi Garden a few days ago to resolve his doubts.

Although the divine monk is a first-class official, he does not dare to show any slights. He is not only a first-class official of the imperial court, but also an old friend of His Majesty, a descendant of a true immortal, and a good friend of the true god.

After hearing that Zhou Yi slaughtered tens of thousands of creatures, and then sensing the terrifying demonic aura, I almost thought he was possessed by a real demon.

Seeing the demonic energy, the monk who saw it vowed to transform it without hesitation. As a result, he recited Buddhist scriptures and esoteric teachings over and over again, and the demonic energy was not reduced at all.

Suffering from this blow, I saw that the mind of the sacred monks and Buddhas was unstable, and I began to doubt whether the Buddhist teachings were useful.

"Don't worry, layman Zhou. The poor monk still has a volume of Buddhist scriptures at the bottom of the box, which will definitely help you resolve the evil spirit!"

"Master, don't waste your energy."

Zhou Yi said: "Pindao just has doubts in his heart. It will be better after some time."

When he was slaughtering tens of thousands of members of the government clan, Zhou Yi had no worries in his heart and was focused on finding Mo Sheng.

Looking back afterwards, I suddenly felt fear.

If the Guantongtian is regarded as a world, in order to achieve its goal, Zhou Yi directly exterminated all living beings in that world.

Zhou Yi will not have a demonic heart because of this, but he has to reflect on it again and again. In order to avoid killing and unknowingly falling into the devil's path, waiting for death and the path to disappear, boarding the demon illustrated book.

So I looked for Buddhist and Taoist masters near Luojing, listened to scriptures and discussed Taoism, understood my original intention, and tried to get rid of the demonic evil spirit that had almost condensed into substance.

At this time, Zhou Yi thought of the Demon Illustration and forced him to read the memory fragments after killing him. He was still resentful before. With this restriction, he could not let go and kill millions of demons outside the territory.

Now it seems that it is not a bad thing, so as not to fall into killing in order to increase mana.

The way Zhou Yi thought about it fell into the eyes of the monk who saw and heard that he did not trust the Buddha's teachings to overcome demonic obstacles.

"Amitabha!"

After seeing and hearing the sacred monk proclaimed the name of the Buddha, he waved his hand and set up a ban to isolate the inside and outside, and took out a Buddhist scripture from his arms.

"Principal Zhou, this Buddhist scripture is the supreme scripture from outside the world. It can kill all evil thoughts. Let me give it to you for a moment. Remember not to spread it to others. The poor monk will not admit it!"

"Master, don't worry, I am not a talkative person."

Zhou Yi took the scripture and saw the "Sutra of Killing Karma and Protecting Life" written on the cover, and couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth.

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