"It's strange that the poor monk arrived here step by step, how could he not get his way and not reach the other shore?"
The golden sea of taboos is surging and vast. Every drop of seawater in it contains the power of destruction that can turn an ancient star field into ashes.
Countless towering sacred mountains stand in the forbidden sea, and the fairy clouds are steaming.
What followed was chaos. As long as you cross the chaos, you will find the ruins of the legendary mythical heaven. There are many heavenly achievements left by the Supreme Immortal Emperor and the existence of the restricted area, which will benefit future generations.
This life is a golden age that is rarely seen in ancient times. Naturally, there are talented people of this generation who have walked the ancient road and reached the other side. In the end, it was the God-Emperor who stood out, defeated all his opponents, and became the king for the rest of his life.
The follow-up was no surprise. The Divine Emperor became enlightened, breaking the immortal Emperor’s independence and glory that had dominated the human world for tens of thousands of years.
The last nine gates are extraordinary. If it were not for a special period, monks with insufficient talent would never be able to reach them, let alone stay here.
Now, among the group of geniuses who competed with the God Emperor, at least those who survived have become great saints, overlooking several star fields.
Since then, even though there have been countless geniuses, no one has been able to pass the test of the nine great passes, let alone reach the other side.
At this moment, the shore of the Forbidden Sea was silent, with only a figure wearing a cassock and holding a pestle standing, looking into the chaos.
That man’s cultivation was extraordinary, and he was actually an extraordinary quasi-emperor.
But looking at his face, he is an old monk with long eyebrows reaching to the ground. He is probably very old.
However, the ancient road has its own rules and regulations, and those who are not the genius of the younger generation cannot embark on the journey.
It makes people suspect that this old monk may have relied on his own cultivation to force his way into this place. It is no wonder that the other shore is not open to him.
The old monk frowned, but still refused to give up and took a tentative step forward.
Immediately, there seemed to be an invisible chasm across the sky, filled with the power of the Supreme Dao, making him unable to stop.
It seemed to intentionally divide the two realms, making the Heavenly Palace on the other side elusive and out of reach for the old monk.
The next moment, the old monk showed a rather helpless look on his face. He immediately lowered his head to look at the pestle in his hand and shook it gently
"What's going on? No. Why can't you sneak in?"
The whole body of the treasure pestle is bright purple, with golden cloud patterns all over it, and the light of the Buddha is faintly permeated.
It is like being made from the radiance of falling stars all over the sky. Its divine power is vast and boundless. It is a supreme artifact that is nourished by heaven and earth, and is not weaker than the emperor's weapon of the extreme.
At this time, the treasure pestle bloomed with golden light, and the majestic voice of the gods came from it
"My Buddha is merciful. Although I have deceived the secret of heaven for you, Mara, so that you can start from the first place. The city began to walk through ancient roads, but this place was the place where the Immortal Emperor retreated to enlightenment in the past, and there were also treasures left by the Supreme Being. Naturally, there was a supreme arrangement. Even if I could reach the sky, I would not be able to escape the eyes of the law.. "
Hearing this, the old monk Moluo frowned
"How about we try again? The other side is full of ultimate heavenly skills and supreme emperor scriptures. If we can get them for If a Buddha builds a way, he will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort."
The god in the treasure pestle seemed to be moved, and soon there was a long sigh
"Alas, if Sumeru had not fallen, it would have been lost. In this Buddha land, how could I allow you to do such an evil thing?"
Hearing this, Moro suddenly felt that there was something wrong, and quickly followed the good guidance.
"Now, the Immortal Emperor has already When he is no longer alive, the arrangements he leaves behind are just dead things after all. With the combined efforts of the two of us, we may not be able to break even a corner of its seal. At that time, we will imprint a few heavenly skills and leave, and restore the great formation."
Unexpectedly, the reaction of Baochu God was huge, and his majesty soared into the sky
" No."
"I am helping you this time out of necessity. How can we make the same mistake again and again now?"
"The Immortal Emperor established a path here to benefit future generations of great virtues. How can we easily touch his arrangement? Don't mention it again."
Moro still refuses to give up, so he will continue to persuade
"Why, you really want to go there"
A slightly joking words rang in Moro's ears , like a divine thunder exploding.
Someone came to them silently
Not to mention that Moro was a quasi-emperor with profound cultivation. The merit and virtue pestle on the side is comparable to the imperial weapon, and is a natural supreme weapon.
Even the god of the treasure pestle did not notice that others were approaching. It is really scary to think about it.
Luo first tightly held the merit pestle in his hand, sensing that the latter was still powerful, and then raised his head.
A young man who looked like a Taoist priest was hanging in the void, with a smile on his face. Si teased and looked at Moro with interest.
I saw the young Taoist wave his sleeves, and Moro suddenly felt like the world was spinning.
He was waiting for him again. Opening his eyes, he has arrived in front of a majestic and majestic gate of heaven.
Not far away, there are dozens of chaotic stone pillars towering into the blue world, with majestic and eternal energy spreading out. Come.
The young Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged in front of Tianmen, still looking at him.
Moluo's heart was trembling, and he had no intention of taking action, so he quickly kowtowed.
"The poor monk Moro meets the Immortal Emperor"
Although Moro has never seen the Immortal Emperor's true body, his portrait is not difficult to find on the only ancient road.
And now, he is obviously already in the heaven on the other side. With such a cultivation, he has nothing to think about except the legendary Immortal Emperor.
After a long time, it seemed to come from the nine heavens. Inquiry from the Immortal Emperor
“I heard that you still want to break through my arrangement.”
Hearing this, Moro’s intestines almost turned green with regret, but he still said bitterly.
“It was the poor monk who had evil thoughts for a moment, and he asked the Immortal Emperor to punish him.”
“Although the poor monk wanted to enter this place, he was unable to do so.I don't mean to wreak havoc, I just want to read a few scriptures and don't do what I want. "
Zhou Luo sat cross-legged in front of the Tianmen, looked at Moro in front of him with a bit of fun, and shook his head. It is true that dogs can't change what they eat.
"If it hadn't been early Knowing that your nature is not bad and that the trip has not yet taken place, do you think that the emperor will still keep you?"
Hearing what the Immortal Emperor said, Moro knew that he had escaped, and he couldn't help but be elated and kowtowed quickly. Thank you.
Zhou Luo glanced at him and said
"Why did you come to the human world if you don't stay well in Mount Xumi?"
Hearing this, Moro couldn't help but raise his head in surprise and looked at the Immortal Emperor opposite with a horrified expression.
But he immediately thought that the Immortal Emperor's skill in creation could deduce the cause and effect between himself and Mount Sumeru. Not surprising.
After explaining this, Moro suddenly thought that if he sincerely appealed to the Immortal Emperor and asked him to take action, he might be able to restore Xumi.
"Immortal Huang Mingjian, please give me a helping hand in Buddhism."
Sure enough, something went wrong in Mount Xumi.
"Get up now. "
Moluo seemed to have been granted amnesty. He stood up respectfully, and soon told the story of Xumi.
"Sumi Mountain is hidden in the void and chaos, and has never appeared in the world. . However, nearly a thousand years ago, an unparalleled ancient emperor came and took possession of the sacred mountain. ”
“If the poor monk hadn’t relied on Xumi’s magical power and the meritorious pestle to break out of the encirclement, I’m afraid he would have fallen into his hands. "
Zhou Luo's mind moved slightly, and he already had a premonition, but he still asked
"Who is that person?"
The answer was Gong De The God of Hochu
“If our predictions are correct, it should be the legendary Immortal Emperor. "
Sure enough.
And Zhou Luo has already understood the cause and effect after some deductions.
For tens of thousands of years, he has been majestic, suppressing immortality, and weird Naturally, he didn't dare to take the lead, let alone attack the Supreme or the Ancient Emperor.
In the end, he had to take advantage of the opportunity of the Immortal Emperor to suppress himself and fall into the state of enlightenment.
However, now, thousands of years have passed, and Weirdness has long since left.
Although the two in front of him are extraordinary, he would not believe it if they could escape from the little phoenix possessed by Weirdness. .
With a thought in his heart, Zhou Luo waved his sleeves, and the three figures disappeared into nothingness at the same time.
When Moro came back to his senses, he had returned to hiding in the void. In front of Mount Sumeru in chaos.
I saw that the former Buddhist pure land is now shrouded in an unknown and strange mist, and it is probably already in a mess.
Zhou Luo is preparing. When he took action to clear the obstacles in front of him
"Shua"
A five-color fairy light burst out from the inside of Mount Xumi.
Zhou Luo only felt cold. The fierce eyes shattered it, and the five-color fairy cloud spread out.
And in the mist of the divine cloud,There was a faint fluctuation of spiritual thoughts.
Not sensing the danger, Zhou Luo took it into his palm with his backhand.
"Hey"
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