Chapter 166 Don't move as a mountain

As soon as this power appeared, the holy power hidden in Moko's eyebrows was immediately reduced by half, but Moko made a moan-like and comfortable sound, which was extremely comfortable.

Like a warm spring, moistening the heart, Moko's hot and painful soul suddenly felt much better, but the feeling of being extremely high, like his head being squeezed, was also much more relaxed.

"Ah! It hurts so much!"

It's a little more comfortable, but it's still unbearable and painful. Moko's soul is trembling and suffering from great pain.

The holy energy surrounds his soul, keeping his soul awake, suppressing the trend of collapse and destruction. However, the pain was not completely extinguished, making it still exist and tormented Moke.

"Close your eyes to nourish your spirit, feel the loneliness of all things, forget the burning color of the world, and look at the clarity in your heart..." Moke endured the trembling pain of his soul and recited the heart-clearing mantra again.

However, it really hurts. Moke has a feeling that his soul has been cut with a knife, which is heartbreaking and heartbreaking.

If it can be magnified tens of thousands of times above Moke's soul, you can see that the dense blood rays are particles one by one. If it is magnified thousands of times, it is one by one by one the most poisonous blood-colored devils. These little devils with hundreds of billions of Ganges sands are gnawing and corroding his soul all the time.

And above these blood rays, a layer of holy light flows, like the most gentle water flow, constantly moistening the eroded and devoured soul, so back and forth...

"Serce pain..... Comfortable... Sme pain... Comfortable..."

Moco is extremely difficult at this moment. He lingered between these two extreme feelings, but his consciousness was extremely clear, which made this feeling amplified a lot again.

Pain.....

Confort.....

This is simply one of the most terrible punishments in the world. Moko is about to collapse, and his soul wants to recite the heart-clearing mantra, but he can't do it at all. The double feeling of severe pain and comfort is too clear to cover it.

"Amitabha... Since Moke has made a great wish of Buddhism, I will devote myself to worshiping the Buddha all my life and take my Buddha as an example. Can't this pain bear? The Buddha cut meat and fed the eagle, and the Buddha was killed by the King of Goli, just like bathing in the spring breeze. These great wisdoms of Buddhism are exactly what our practitioners should worship!"

Under this suffering, Moko's soul began to emit a kind of intelligent light. At the same time, the holy power seemed to have unimaginable beauty for him to understand the true meaning of Buddhism.

Originally, Moke was already a little distracted, and his soul tended to suffer an extreme and was about to be destroyed. However, after the light of wisdom became stronger and stronger, he seemed to have reached a state of selflessness at this moment!

Rumor has it that when the Buddhist monks reach a profound place, they can sit and forget. Sitting and forgetting is sitting in one place. The soul bursts out and can be dissolved in everything in the world. Mount Tai collapsed on the top without changing its face. The real peace and great peace and great peace in the heart, even the feeling of pain and panic are killed one by one.

Of course, this realm, even the fear and pain in the heart are killed together, is a profound realm that can only be achieved by Buddhism.

Originally, even if Moko was amazing, he could not touch the true essence of Buddhism at all. However, there are exceptions to everything. For example, there is a little room for heaven between heaven and earth. Moke's experience between this horrible pain and comfort, coupled with his own accumulation, the promotion of holy light and the convergence of all kinds of things, make him a trace of possibility.

Moke is still sitting, and the fierce pain and comfort are constantly changing all over his body.

However, the painful expression on his face gradually disappeared, turned into calm, and finally turned into peace and tranquility.

An tolerant is like a mountain, and meditation is like a mystery!

At one moment, such a sentence suddenly flashed in Moke's heart. This sentence was very abrupt. There was no record in the Buddhist scriptures he knew, but after flashing in his heart, it seemed to have turned into a Buddhist motto and was deeply imprinted in his heart.

Like the spring breeze, Moke was filled with a special fluctuation. He was like a big Buddha who understood the true meaning of Buddhism, and put his hands together to praise the Buddha's name "Amitabha..."

Between the mountain and sea of fire, it is like a spring breeze blowing on your face. A feeling of being free and boundless, cutting off many painful thoughts in your heart lingering in your heart. Moke's whole body is in this mysterious state...

"Hahahaha..... OK, OK.... That's really great!"

The disaster beast has been staring at Moke until it can see that he has resisted the terrible soul storm. His body trembled with excitement. Obviously, it suppressed his wish for many years and finally got it.

In Moke's heart, the soul of the twinkling blood light flashed, and there was a strange atmosphere brewing in the meantime. However, this blood light is slowly weakening under the invasion of another kind of energy, getting weaker and weaker and weaker...

I don't know how long it took, the shadow soldiers on the street have disappeared, and a massive blood rain poured down again, and a pungent bloody smell filled the whole bronze city.

And in this mansion, Moke, who sat cross-legged, raised his eyebrows slightly, changed his calm and happy expression and recovered. There was a smell of exploring the world between his eyebrows. At this moment, he has got rid of the realm of countless sitting and forgetting, but he has also benefited a lot. He has also refined his Buddha's heart well with his understanding of Buddhism.

There was still a light of wisdom in his eyes. Moke looked around and then locked his eyes in front of the disaster beast in front of him.

The excited humanized grinned, and the disaster beast said, "Congratulations, little guy! You successfully passed the test, and my master left a great opportunity for you. Here, this is a token, waiting for your soul power, that is, the Buddha's knowledge to be strong again, and you can use it to enter a mysterious place and get a great opportunity.

After saying this, the disaster beast waved his hand, and a dark golden light suddenly flashed and appeared in Moke's hand. It was a strange crutch like a dragon and snake.

The tentacles are warm, non-gold and non-iron, with an ancient handwriting, such as birds, soaring their wings and communicating to the sky.

"This is..." Holding this crutch, Moko was a little puzzled.

"Hey hey..... This crutch is a token. When the soul strength in your body strengthens again, it can barely be opened. However, I still advise you to wait until your strength is comparable to that of the disaster, and then urge this scepter, otherwise it will be too dangerous. Of course, there is also a great opportunity. As long as you can not die, you will have a strong card and strength in the future. It is not impossible to create a great foundation in the flood and famine!" Slowly speaking, there was envy in the eyes of the disaster beast.

With a shock in his heart, Moke looked at the crutch in his hand and felt like holding a big mountain.

The strength of the disaster beast is unfathomable, and Moke even feels that it can easily kill itself. Thinking that the other party is the spirit of this horrible bronze city, you can guess how horrible it is.

There is no need for this disaster beast to deceive itself at all. Then, there is a possibility of more than nine layers. This walking stick is really as it said.

"Hey hey..."

Looking at Moke's shocked expression, the disaster beast smiled in an excellent mood.

"Little guy, why don't you put it away quickly? If this news is transmitted, I'm afraid that some old antiques of the Honghuang will come out of the customs and rob them.

Hearing this, Moko hurriedly turned his hand, and this crutch had been included in his space ring.

"I don't know what name your master has?" Put your hands together, Moko asked.

Shaking his head, the disaster beast showed an unfathomable expression and slowly said, "My master, I can't say, I can't say..."

I already had a hunch in my heart. Hearing that the disaster beast was unwilling to talk about it, Moko was not reluctant. He just nodded with a smile and continued to ask, "Amitabha, I don't know how this fairy mansion expedition will be carried out next. I hope you can make it clear."

Although Moke is a Buddhist monk, he is not a fool. Obviously, this disaster beast is afraid that he is more perverted than the owner of the fairy mansion. If he gets a little hint from it, he will definitely have a lot of benefits.

Since he promised the seventh princess, the trip to the fairy palace will continue.