Chapter 252 Chaos Stone

In Duobao City, Moke is saying goodbye to Ling Shaofeng and Zhuge Kun at this moment. The two of them are going to the Eight Views Palace to celebrate the birthday of Elder Xuanqi, the strongest man in Taoism, while Moke is ready to continue to walk the emperor's star, save all sentient beings, and slowly recover from their mental wounds.

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

"Bring all the way!"

"Bring all the way!"

Mako and the two nodded, and everything was unspeakable.

In Duobao City, there is a large transmission array. After Moke sent the two away, he left here and walked aimlessly in Duobao City. Xiaojin swallowed too many precious spiritual fruits. At this time, he was in the universe bag and fell into a deep sleep. Moke had a blood connection with it and could sense that it was gradually getting stronger without worrying.

In Duobao City, there are many lively practitioners, and all kinds of hawking come one after another, giving people a sense of market. However, the traders here are all practitioners with cultivation.

"This little master, stay..."

Moke stepped up the street and suddenly heard someone calling him and twisting his body. He suddenly saw a simple and very honest old man, twisting a sparse goatee and a pile of items in front of him. Obviously, this old man is a stall selling some magic weapon cultivation materials.

Moke is also a master at this time. After sweeping at will, the old man's cultivation is already vivid, and he is a practitioner in the early stage of Yuanying.

With his hands together, Moke smiled and said, "Amitabha, donor, I don't know if you are a little monk. What do you want to teach me?"

"I dare not..."

The old man showed a look of fear, and his hands were folded, showing a pious expression, "Amitabha... Little master, the old man has always admired my Buddha, hoping that my Buddha's glory can be scattered all over the world. However, for various reasons of his own qualifications, the King Kong Temple and other temples refuse to accept the old man. However, every time I meet a Buddhist disciple, I will make a good relationship. In this way, my pile of magic weapons and precious materials, please choose one, and I will only charge you a top-grade spiritual stone! Amitabha... My Buddha is merciful..."

Hearing that the old man claimed to be a admirer of Buddhism, Moko's expression was solemn, but he heard that he was going to take out a top-grade spiritual stone, buy a magic weapon, and form a Buddha's fate.

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

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

"This..." The face changed slightly, and Moke meditated.

"Amitabha... This way! Little master, 50 medium-grade spiritual stones! I have lost money when I have made a Buddha's fate, but I have a lot of glory. You are a disciple of Buddhism, and I am willing to suffer this loss!" The old man turned his eyes and said righteously.

"Amitabha, all right!"

Moco didn't care much about the fifty medium-grade spiritual stones at this moment, and he didn't want to pester the old man too much, so he nodded and agreed. Then, he began to look down on a pile of items below, all of which were some inferior magic weapons, ordinary refineries, alchemy materials, and some fragments, and some strange things.

"Hmm? This broken basin..." In a flash, Moco noticed a dark broken basin.

I just saw a sweep. It seemed that this one looked extremely ordinary, broke a big hole in the basin, and jumped slightly. With a wave of his hand, a burst of Buddha's power wrapped around, and suddenly the broken basin was held by Moco in his hand.

It is extremely heavy and extremely cold. It seems to be made of a piece of black iron. Moke observed it carefully and found that there was a looming texture on it, which was very wonderful.

"Master, you really have good eyesight! This magic weapon is a rare treasure. At the beginning, I spent ten top-grade spiritual stones to buy it. It was extremely cold and heavy. I doubt that this is a broken fairy weapon!"

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

He laughed dumbly. By this time, Moke had seen through the old man's trick. He claimed to be a Buddhist believer, and I'm afraid it was also nonsense. As for the statement that this broken basin is a broken fairy weapon, Moke sneered even more, which is simply nonsense!

Too lazy to talk too much with the old man, Moke turned over and 50 medium-grade spiritual stones flew out. At the same time, the broken basin was put into the universe bag. Seeing the treacherous smile of money, the old man no longer looked simple and showed his true face.

"Oh... The old golden head is really powerful, and it is extraordinary to take action!" On the side, a middle-aged practitioner who set up a stall was extremely envious.

" Shut up! My old man devoutly believes in my Buddha. Don't blame me for being ruthless!" Blowing his beard and staring, the old man looked furious.

For these words, Moke smiled indifferently. My heart was like a gentle Buddha, and I didn't care at all. As soon as I stepped, I left this place.

did not continue to stay in this treasure city. Moke left this place and landed in a nearby mountain range, wandering among villages, popularising all sentient beings and promoting the true essence of Buddhism.

The bright moonlight sprinkled down, and the clear gem-like lake flows with a soft light, like a huge gemstone that will shine. Coupled with the moonlight like water waves, it seems to be covered with a faint thin smoke, as beautiful as a fairyland.

Under the moonlight, the water waves suddenly rippled, with layers of fine ripples. Moke walked on the waves and felt the quiet and empty atmosphere here.

The surroundings were silent, and occasionally there was the sound of insects and the ripples of the lake. Moko's heart was silent and there was no sadness or joy. After spreading the Dharma in the noisy village for a whole day, Moke felt this quiet atmosphere again, and Moke had a unique feeling in his heart.

"Oh!"

At this time, an eagle near the lake was shocked, suddenly chirped and fluttered its wings, which suddenly triggered a lot of **. Many birds and beasts were shocked and the quiet atmosphere disappeared.

With a smile, Moke didn't care. As soon as he stepped, he walked like clouds and water, and came to a dark blue lying cow stone next to the lake.

Sitting cross-legged, Mokofo knew that he went deep into the universe bag and found that Xiaojin was still sleeping and was about to leave. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the dark broken basin. His heart moved, his palm stretched out, and the broken basin appeared in his palm. Facing the bright moonlight, Moke looked carefully. Although there was a vague guess in his heart, after looking at it for a long time, it was still just an ordinary broken basin made of black iron.

"Buzz..."

Just when Moke wanted to put it away, the map of the universe that had been silent in Moke's body suddenly shook violently, and a rapid and excited voice suddenly passed into Moke's mind.

"Little monk, hurry up! Recognize the Lord with blood from the body, this is a great treasure! It has been damaged, but the essence of internal fertility is still there. After you get it, give me some energy from the broken fragments, and I will recover soon! I suspect that it is made of chaotic stone! Chaos stone, a little bit, contains infinite power, which is extremely precious!"

"What? Chaos Stone?" In his heart, Moke was overjoyed.

Xuanji told herself that only by collecting chaotic stones, ten thousand disasters of Buddha gold and Yan Luo soil can he restore the memory of his seal. If this broken basin is made of chaotic stones, it is naturally an unexpected surprise. As for the owner of the voice, he is naturally a turret who has made an equal recognition agreement with himself.

"Amitabha... Linger, are you sure?" Taking a deep breath, Moko responded with Buddha's consciousness.

"Nonsense! Naturally, my eyes are inseparable. You bombarded this broken basin fiercely, and it was wrapped in a thick layer of black iron. After breaking, immediately consume a drop of your blood and recognize the Lord!" Linger's voice came again, very eager.

After pondering for a moment, Moke held the broken basin with his left hand and punched it with his right hand!

"Boom!"

The fist is like a mountain, which makes him cry. Although Moke can't use too much Buddha's power, his physical strength is so strong that it is comparable to a top-quality spiritual weapon. Under a punch, the broken basin immediately cracked, and a large piece of black black iron fell down, revealing the real body.